The Inn-keeper's AlbumM'Lean, 1823 - 429 pages |
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Page 16
... thou- sand kisses on his cheek . " Farewell ! " she sobbed out ; " and should we never meet again , let every thing that reminds you of Rosalie be precious in your sight . I feel a presentiment , indeed , that this separation is doomed ...
... thou- sand kisses on his cheek . " Farewell ! " she sobbed out ; " and should we never meet again , let every thing that reminds you of Rosalie be precious in your sight . I feel a presentiment , indeed , that this separation is doomed ...
Page 40
... thou- sands . Talk of the King indeed ! the King even , on his own high - way , is but " cakes and gingerbread " to the Jehu . For him John Boots whistles wel- come - not so much through the goodness of his disposition , as through his ...
... thou- sands . Talk of the King indeed ! the King even , on his own high - way , is but " cakes and gingerbread " to the Jehu . For him John Boots whistles wel- come - not so much through the goodness of his disposition , as through his ...
Page 41
... thou hast lived eternity in a moment . " Felix , heu , nimium felix , tua si bona nôris ! " In the nature of his vocation the Coachman bears no indistinct resemblance to the Poet . The one gives the rein to his horses , the other to his ...
... thou hast lived eternity in a moment . " Felix , heu , nimium felix , tua si bona nôris ! " In the nature of his vocation the Coachman bears no indistinct resemblance to the Poet . The one gives the rein to his horses , the other to his ...
Page 43
... Thou wert the Shak- speare of coachmen , the Lucifer or leading star of Cambridge . Grateful was the hour when , as the college bells rung for evening prayers , I encoun- tered thy sainted form in stables of which Augæas might be vain ...
... Thou wert the Shak- speare of coachmen , the Lucifer or leading star of Cambridge . Grateful was the hour when , as the college bells rung for evening prayers , I encoun- tered thy sainted form in stables of which Augæas might be vain ...
Page 47
... thou fat child of Bacchus , and unmolested be the sod that enwraps thee ! - The pretty bar - maid , bedecked in summer top- knots and neat russet shawl , shall long stand lis- tening on tip - toe to the smack of thy whip , that never ...
... thou fat child of Bacchus , and unmolested be the sod that enwraps thee ! - The pretty bar - maid , bedecked in summer top- knots and neat russet shawl , shall long stand lis- tening on tip - toe to the smack of thy whip , that never ...
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Abbot amid appeared arms beautiful beheld Black Mountains breeze Cardigan Carmarthen Carrick Southey Castle cave character cloud coachman coracle cottage countenance dæmon dance Datchet dead death devil Devil's coach Ditton park Elinor exclaimed faint fancy father foresters gentleman girl Glendower gloom grave GRONGAR HILL hand happiness head heard heart heaven Hoel hour hurried instant Kenedy lady libertine light Llandilo Llangadock Llanwrda Llynn-y-Van looked Lord melan melancholy memory mind minstrel moon Morgan morning Mortimer mountain neighbourhood never night o'er once outlaw passed pericranium Phlegethon poet Red Lion replied repose Rosalie rose round ruin rushed scene seated sewen shouts sigh slumber smile Somerset soul South Wales spirit stood stranger Styx summer sweet tale Talley Tartarus thee THEODORE DUCAS thou thought thunder tion tomb twilight Twm John Catty village voice Wales wave Welch Wharton wild wind young youth
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Page xiv - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Page 123 - He shall not drop." said my uncle Toby, firmly. "A-well-o'day, do what we can for him, said Trim, maintaining his point,; "the poor soul will die." "He shall not die, by G— !" cried my uncle Toby. The Accusing Spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in, and the Recording Angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Page 339 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
Page 346 - If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
Page 102 - Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame? I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.
Page 180 - It ascends me into the brain, dries me there all the foolish and dull and crudy vapours which environ it, makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes, which delivered o'er to the voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes excellent wit.
Page 102 - Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last.
Page 164 - Let them and me repose in obscurity and peace, and my tomb remain uninscribed, until other times and other men can do justice to my character. When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth, then...
Page 157 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Page 164 - Let no man write my epitaph; for as no man who knows my motives dare now vindicate them, let not prejudice or ignorance asperse them. Let them and me repose in obscurity and peace, and my tomb remain uninscribed, until other times and other men can do justice to my character.