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... hard to say which is most laughable , his despondency or his triumph . Pen- siveness of such amazing girth must be vastly moving . " Bardolph , am I not fallen away ? Do I not bate ? Do I not dwindle ? Why , my skin hangs about me like ...
... hard to say which is most laughable , his despondency or his triumph . Pen- siveness of such amazing girth must be vastly moving . " Bardolph , am I not fallen away ? Do I not bate ? Do I not dwindle ? Why , my skin hangs about me like ...
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... hard with the pressure of disease ; instead of the blaze of many lights , there is the dimness of a single taper ; and for the song and the viol , there are the moanings of death . • 66 Laurence Sterne had sentiment , which was often ...
... hard with the pressure of disease ; instead of the blaze of many lights , there is the dimness of a single taper ; and for the song and the viol , there are the moanings of death . • 66 Laurence Sterne had sentiment , which was often ...
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... hard condition and severe distress . His father , a man of strong intellect , had the sagacity to perceive the son's abilities , and , what little his narrow means afforded , he gave to aid their cultivation . Partly by intervals of ...
... hard condition and severe distress . His father , a man of strong intellect , had the sagacity to perceive the son's abilities , and , what little his narrow means afforded , he gave to aid their cultivation . Partly by intervals of ...
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... hard , rough bed , which forsakes the couches of the proud . We recall also the hapless Richard Savage , strolling after midnight to the refuge of some familiar shed ; poor Boyce stiffened in his blanket ; unhappy Otway choked 50 ...
... hard , rough bed , which forsakes the couches of the proud . We recall also the hapless Richard Savage , strolling after midnight to the refuge of some familiar shed ; poor Boyce stiffened in his blanket ; unhappy Otway choked 50 ...
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... hard labor and hard life , of lowly dwellings and of nameless graves . He revealed , with austere minuteness , the secrets that he found ; he opened the concealments of poverty and crime ; he entered the alms - house , the prison , the ...
... hard labor and hard life , of lowly dwellings and of nameless graves . He revealed , with austere minuteness , the secrets that he found ; he opened the concealments of poverty and crime ; he entered the alms - house , the prison , the ...
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Page 244 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew : 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too ; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran — that he could gauge. In arguing, too, the parson owned his skill, For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around.
Page 242 - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state With daring aims irregularly great ; Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
Page 11 - Give you a reason on compulsion ! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I. P.
Page 28 - twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit ? I lie, I am no counterfeit: to die, is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man: but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfecT: image of life indeed. The better part of valour is discretion; in the which better part I have saved my life.
Page 243 - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Page 242 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene!
Page 143 - We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick; unfound the boon — unslaked the thirst, Though to the last, in verge of our decay, Some phantom lures, such as we sought at first — But all too late, — so are we doubly curst. Love, fame, ambition, avarice — 'tis the same, Each idle — and all ill — and none the worst — For all are meteors with a different name, And Death the sable smoke where vanishes the flame.
Page 231 - I have been a good deal abused in the news-papers for betraying the liberties of the people. God knows I had no thought for or against liberty in my head ; my whole aim being to make up a book of a decent size, that, as "Squire Richard says, would do no harm to nobody.
Page 231 - I could say nothing but that I had a brother there, a clergyman, that stood in need of help: as for myself, I have no dependence on the promises of great men: I look to the booksellers for support; they are my best friends, and I am not inclined to forsake them for others.
Page 29 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.