The Vicar of WakefieldJ. C. Nimmo, 1886 - 291 pàgines |
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14 King William A. B. Frost A. H. BULLEN amusing ANATOMY OF MELANCHOLY ANTHONY HAMILTON appeared beauty better Bullen Burchell century child cloth colours continued cried my wife daugh daughter dear Dramatists edition eldest English fortune gentleman GEORGE SAINTSBURY gilt top girl give going Goldsmith Gulliver's Travels handsome happy heart Heaven honour hope humour illustrations Jenkinson JUNIOR ROBERT King William Street ladies literature London looks madam married medium 8vo Memoirs Miss Wilmot morning Moses neighbour never Nimmo observed OLIVER GOLDSMITH Olivia once Original Etchings paper perceived pleasure poor praise present printed prison promise Publications of John replied returned rich seemed Sir William song soon Sophia Squire Strand stranger sure things Thornhill Thornhill's tion town Travels Vicar of Wakefield volumes W.C. Publications Walter Savage Landor wretched young
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Pàgina 59 - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see .Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign : • And shall we never, never part, My life, — my all that's mine ? No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Pàgina 56 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Pàgina 3 - WAS ever of opinion that the honest man who married and brought up a large family did more service than he who continued single and only talked of population. From this motive, I had scarce taken orders a year before I began to think seriously of matrimony, and chose my wife as she did her wedding-gown, not for a fine, glossy surface, but such qualities as would wear well.
Pàgina 54 - No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring — A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego; All earth-born cares are wrong: Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Pàgina 124 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, 5 To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes.
Pàgina 126 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound. And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends. Went mad, and bit the man.
Pàgina 58 - Could nought of purity display To emulate his mind. The dew, the blossom on the tree, With charms inconstant shine; Their charms were his; but wo to me, Their constancy was mine.
Pàgina 86 - you are wrong. He should not have known them at all." " Marry! hang the idiot!" returned she, "to bring me such stuff; if I had them I would throw them in the fire." " There again you are wrong, my dear...
Pàgina 85 - I'll tell you a good story about that, that will make you split your sides with laughing. — But, as I live, yonder comes Moses, without a horse, and the box at his back.
Pàgina 126 - The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That showed the rogues they lied ; The man recovered of the bite, The dog it was that died.