Journal of a Tour and Residence in Great Britain, During the Years 1810 and 1811, Volume 1J. Ballantyne and Company, 1817 - 530 páginas |
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... seen in England by a few friends , who read parts of it with interest , and , for the first time in his life , the idea entered his mind of writing a book ! He does not mean to throw any respon- sibility on his friends ; none of them ...
... seen in England by a few friends , who read parts of it with interest , and , for the first time in his life , the idea entered his mind of writing a book ! He does not mean to throw any respon- sibility on his friends ; none of them ...
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... seen on our left , and another assemblage of little old houses on our right , ( Flushing ) ; Pendennis Castle behind us , on a mound near the entrance of the harbour . VOL . I. A - - The air was calm and mild , -the JOURNAL, ...
... seen on our left , and another assemblage of little old houses on our right , ( Flushing ) ; Pendennis Castle behind us , on a mound near the entrance of the harbour . VOL . I. A - - The air was calm and mild , -the JOURNAL, ...
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... seen nothing here of the luxury and pride which I expected to find every - where in this warlike and commercial coun- try . There is much despondency about Spain , and but one voice against the Walcheren expedi- tion and against the ...
... seen nothing here of the luxury and pride which I expected to find every - where in this warlike and commercial coun- try . There is much despondency about Spain , and but one voice against the Walcheren expedi- tion and against the ...
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... seen to - day several gentlemen's houses at a dis tance , spreading wide and low over fine lawns , with dark back - grounds of pines , and clumps of arbutus and laurel , as green as in spring . Near dusk , we crossed the bay to Plymouth ...
... seen to - day several gentlemen's houses at a dis tance , spreading wide and low over fine lawns , with dark back - grounds of pines , and clumps of arbutus and laurel , as green as in spring . Near dusk , we crossed the bay to Plymouth ...
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... seen , but felt no sort of inclination . At last we regained the country ; it is pretty enough ; the same waving surface checquered with enclosures , and dotted with cottages an gentlemen's houses , all with their dark masses of pines ...
... seen , but felt no sort of inclination . At last we regained the country ; it is pretty enough ; the same waving surface checquered with enclosures , and dotted with cottages an gentlemen's houses , all with their dark masses of pines ...
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Página 167 - Hell is murky! — Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? — Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? — What, will these hands ne'er be clean ? — No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Página 166 - tis not done: the attempt and not the deed Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had done't.
Página 164 - And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Página 164 - Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Página 411 - Crags, knolls, and mounds, confusedly hurled, The fragments of an earlier world ; A wildering forest feathered o'er His ruined sides and summit hoar, While on the north, through middle air, Ben-an heaved high his forehead bare. xv. From the steep promontory gazed The stranger, raptured and amazed, And,
Página 164 - Like the poor cat i' the adage ? Macbeth. Prithee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady Macbeth. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would 50 Be so much more the man.
Página 456 - Tossing the torches' flames about. And the double double peals of the drum are there. And the startling burst of the trumpet's blare ; And the gong, that seems, with its thunders dread, To stun the living, and waken the dead. The ear-strings throb as if they were broke, And the eye-lids drop at the weight of its stroke.
Página 152 - Catches her child, and pointing where the waves Foam through the shatter'd vessel, shrieks aloud, As one poor wretch that spreads his piteous arms For succour, swallow'd by the roaring surge...
Página 164 - Was the hope drunk, Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since ? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely?
Página 472 - Equity is a roguish thing ; for law we have a measure, know what to trust to ; equity is according to the conscience of him that is Chancellor, and as that is larger or narrower, so is equity. 'Tis all one as if they should make the standard for the measure we call a foot...