London, Past and Present: Its History, Associations, and Traditions, Volume 1

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Based upon the Handbook of London, by the late Peter Cunningham.
 

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Page 32 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Page 523 - The hottest day that ever I felt in my life. This day, much against my will, I did - in Drury Lane see two or three houses marked with a red cross upon the doors, and " Lord have mercy upon us!" writ there; which was a sad sight to me, being the first of the kind that, to my remembrance, I ever saw.
Page 529 - To fancy they could live a year! I find you're but a stranger here. The Dean was famous in his time, And had a kind of knack at rhyme.
Page 237 - I have been many a time in the chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the staircase, which Johnson and Burke and Reynolds trod to see their friend, their poet, their kind Goldsmith...
Page 499 - Welcome all who lead or follow, To the Oracle of APOLLO Here he speaks out of his pottle, Or the tripos, his tower bottle : All his answers are divine, Truth itself doth flow in wine. Hang up all the poor hop-drinkers, Cries old SIM, the king of skinkers ; ' He the half of life abuses, That sits watering with the Muses.
Page 315 - It is said that when Addison had suffered any vexation from the Countess he withdrew the company from Button's house. From the coffee-house he went again to a tavern, where he often sat late and drank too much wine.
Page 107 - Johnson appeared bustling about, with an ink-horn and pen in his button-hole, like an exciseman ; and on being asked what he really considered to be the value of the property which was to be disposed of, answered, " We are not here to sell a parcel of boilers and vats, but the potentiality of growing rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
Page xxiv - Lord! what can I do? I am spent: people will not obey me. I have been pulling down houses; but the fire overtakes us faster than we can do it.
Page 307 - Yet Burlington's fair palace still remains ; Beauty within, without proportion, reigns. Beneath his eye declining art revives, The wall with animated picture lives ; There Handel strikes the strings, the melting strain Transports the soul, and thrills through every vein ; There oft I enter, (but with cleaner shoes,) For Burlington's belov'd by every Muse.
Page 416 - By yea and nay, sir, I dare say my cousin William is become a good scholar: he is at Oxford still, is he not? SILENCE. Indeed, sir, to my cost. SHALLOW. A' must, then, to the inns o

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