The Miseries of Human Life, Or, the Last Groans of Timothy Testy and Samuel Sensitive: With a Few Supplementary Sighs from Mrs. Testy, with which are Now for the First Time Interspersed, Varieties, Incidental to the Principal Matter, in Prose and Verse, in Nine Additional Dialogues as Overheard by James Beresford, Volum 1W. Miller, 1807 |
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Pàgina 12
... play the pe- dant , I'll be at your back , and keep translat- ing at them , as you spout away . Sen. Had you heard me patiently to an end , Sir , you would have found that I had done with Cicero , and was proceeding to de- fend our ...
... play the pe- dant , I'll be at your back , and keep translat- ing at them , as you spout away . Sen. Had you heard me patiently to an end , Sir , you would have found that I had done with Cicero , and was proceeding to de- fend our ...
Pàgina 47
... play- fellow . 11. ( Tom T. ) 5. Your hoop breaking , and then trundling lame , and perpetually tripping you up , as you boggle along with it ; -the other boys , with good hoops , leaving you miles behind . 12. ( Tom T. ) 6. The ...
... play- fellow . 11. ( Tom T. ) 5. Your hoop breaking , and then trundling lame , and perpetually tripping you up , as you boggle along with it ; -the other boys , with good hoops , leaving you miles behind . 12. ( Tom T. ) 6. The ...
Pàgina 48
... play continually in your ears , as you mope , alone , in the house : — " Sternitur infelix alieno vulnere , coelumque Aspicit , et dulces moriens reminiscitur Argos . " VIRG . Sen. Well said , my noble boy ! —we will ་ swear him , like ...
... play continually in your ears , as you mope , alone , in the house : — " Sternitur infelix alieno vulnere , coelumque Aspicit , et dulces moriens reminiscitur Argos . " VIRG . Sen. Well said , my noble boy ! —we will ་ swear him , like ...
Pàgina 55
... play on the piano- forte , while your fingers are all chained up by the frost . 31. ( T. ) In fiddling - a greasy bow : -or a string ( the last you have of the number ) snapping in the middle of a passage which you were just discover ...
... play on the piano- forte , while your fingers are all chained up by the frost . 31. ( T. ) In fiddling - a greasy bow : -or a string ( the last you have of the number ) snapping in the middle of a passage which you were just discover ...
Pàgina 76
... play upon the fife or fiddle , and ( besides other enormi- ties in his practice ) catching , as you play them , all your favourite airs , which he returns to you in every possible key , and time , except the right- giving the Dead March ...
... play upon the fife or fiddle , and ( besides other enormi- ties in his practice ) catching , as you play them , all your favourite airs , which he returns to you in every possible key , and time , except the right- giving the Dead March ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
arrival attempt begin better blotting paper break brother candle carriage coach cold comfort confess dead dead silence DIALOGUE dinner Ditto door dressing ears endeavouring eyes favourite feelings finding fingers fire foot gemens going GROAN hand head hear hope horse journey Juvenal keep labouring lady late least leave length London malè ment mind minuet Miseries MISERIES OF HUMAN morning morning call nails Ned Tes neque nerves never night nihil nose obliged once paper party passing perfect stranger perpetually poker poor pretty rascal reading recollect rest ROBINSON CRUSOE Senior and Junior.-Sensitive Sensitive servant SHAK shew side silence sorrows stand suddenly suffer tell Testy Testy's thing throw tion tongue tu quoque turn violent VIRG walk whole wind worse
Passatges populars
Pàgina 130 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Pàgina 302 - For death, the following day, in bloody fight : So scented the grim feature, and upturn'd His nostril wide into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from so far.
Pàgina 53 - Death ! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars. The sun himself by thy permission shines, And one day thou shalt pluck him from his sphere : Amid such mighty plunder, why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? Insatiate archer! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Pàgina 228 - IiOud was the noise, aghast was every guest. The women shriek'd, the men forsook the feast...
Pàgina 30 - ... scullion — after having long overlooked and animated their busy labours, and seen the exuberant produce turned and re-turned under a smiling sun, till every blade is as dry as a bone, and as sweet as a rose...
Pàgina 64 - Stopping in the street to address a person whom you know rather too well to pass him without speaking, and yet not quite well enough to have a word to say to him — he feeling himself in the same dilemma — so that...
Pàgina 278 - tis possible for woman To suffer greater ills than Lucia suffers ? MARCIA. 0 Lucia, Lucia, might my big-swoln heart Vent all its griefs, and give a loose to sorrow Marcia could answer thee in sighs, keep pace • With all thy woes, and count out tear for tear.
Pàgina 31 - While you are laughing, or talking wildly to yourself, in walking, suddenly seeing a person steal close by you, who, you are sure, must have heard it all ; then, in an agony of shame, making a wretched attempt to sing, in a voice as like your talk as possible, in hopes of making your hearer think that you had been only singing all the while. Tes. A forlorn hope, indeed !— if / had •been your hearer, I should have said, by way of relieving your embarrassment, " Si loqueris, cantas ; si cantas,...
Pàgina 136 - After having left a company in which you have been galled by the raillery of some wag by profession, thinking, at your leisure, of a repartee, which, if discharged at the proper moment, would have blown him to atoms.
Pàgina 141 - Night, eldest of things, The consort of his reign ; and by them stood Orcus and Ades, and the dreaded name Of Demogorgon; Rumour next, and Chance, And Tumult, and Confusion, all embroil'd. And Discord, with a thousand various mouths.