The Reliques of Father ProutBell & Daldy, 1873 - 578 pages |
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... Never on the dense mass of readers can isolated random shots produce the effect of a regular feu de peloton . For this reason we have arranged in one volume his files of mental musketry , to secure a simultaneous discharge . The hint ...
... Never on the dense mass of readers can isolated random shots produce the effect of a regular feu de peloton . For this reason we have arranged in one volume his files of mental musketry , to secure a simultaneous discharge . The hint ...
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... never even suspected him of distilling " potheen . " He was known to have brought from France a spirit of the most chivalrous gallantry ; still , like Fénélon retired from the court of Louis XIV . , he shunned the attractions of the sex ...
... never even suspected him of distilling " potheen . " He was known to have brought from France a spirit of the most chivalrous gallantry ; still , like Fénélon retired from the court of Louis XIV . , he shunned the attractions of the sex ...
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... never kept Lent at any time ; and it would be arrant folly to expect that the horsemen of the river Don , and the Esquimaux of the polar latitudes , would think of restricting their ravenous propensities in a Christian fashion ; the ...
... never kept Lent at any time ; and it would be arrant folly to expect that the horsemen of the river Don , and the Esquimaux of the polar latitudes , would think of restricting their ravenous propensities in a Christian fashion ; the ...
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... never went down , he happened to pass through Amsterdam , in company with the Queen of Hungary : on that occasion , being compli- mented in the usual form by the burgomasters of his faith- ful city , he asked to see the mausoleum of ...
... never went down , he happened to pass through Amsterdam , in company with the Queen of Hungary : on that occasion , being compli- mented in the usual form by the burgomasters of his faith- ful city , he asked to see the mausoleum of ...
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... never hold out against hunger as we can , when locked up , and that the verdict was generally carried by popish obstinacy , former administra- tions discountenanced our admission to serve on juries at all . By an oversight of Sergeant ...
... never hold out against hunger as we can , when locked up , and that the verdict was generally carried by popish obstinacy , former administra- tions discountenanced our admission to serve on juries at all . By an oversight of Sergeant ...
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Page 112 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower...
Page 159 - I've heard bells tolling Old Adrian's Mole in, Their thunder rolling From the Vatican, And cymbals glorious Swinging uproarious In the gorgeous turrets Of Notre Dame But thy sounds were sweeter Than the dome of Peter Flings o'er the Tiber, Pealing solemnly; — O ! the bells of Shandon Sound far more grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Page 22 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Page 34 - Pope. Friend to my life ! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove? Or which must end me, a fool's wrath or love ? A dire dilemma!
Page 127 - Catholic countries about nine months after Lent, than at any other season: therefore reckoning a year after Lent, the markets will be more glutted than usual, because the number of popish infants is at least three to one in this kingdom, and therefore it will have one other collateral advantage by lessening the number of papists among us.
Page 23 - Whilst we follow them among the tumbling mountains of ice, and behold them penetrating into the deepest frozen recesses of Hudson's Bay and Davis's Straits, whilst we are looking for them beneath the arctic circle, we hear that they have pierced into the opposite region of polar cold, that they are at the antipodes, and engaged under the frozen serpent of the south.
Page 372 - Because half a dozen grasshoppers under a fern make the field ring with their importunate chink, whilst thousands of great cattle, reposed beneath the shadow of the British oak, chew the cud and are silent, pray do not imagine that those who make the noise are the only inhabitants of the field; that, of course, they are many in number; or that, after all, they are other than the little, shrivelled, meagre, hopping, though loud and troublesome insects of the hour.
Page 123 - He gave the little Wealth he had, "To build a House for Fools and Mad: "And shew'd by one satiric Touch, "No Nation wanted it so much: "That Kingdom he hath left his Debtor, "I wish it soon may have a Better.
Page 92 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed, Each horseman drew his battle-blade; And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
Page 60 - There is a stone there, that whoever kisses, Oh ! he never misses to grow eloquent. 'Tis he may clamber to a lady's chamber, Or become a member of parliament : A clever spouter he'll sure turn out, or An out-and-outer, "to be let alone...