Franklin's Letters to His Kinsfolk, Written During the Years 1818, '19 & '20, from Edinburgh, London, The Highlands of Scotland, and Ireland, Volume 2 |
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The magnificent hotel before me , perhaps belongs to a wretch who trampels on
the liberties of mankind , and fattens on the spoils of wretchedness ! who has left
to perish in loathsome hospitals a multitude of poor soldiers . Those mansions ...
The magnificent hotel before me , perhaps belongs to a wretch who trampels on
the liberties of mankind , and fattens on the spoils of wretchedness ! who has left
to perish in loathsome hospitals a multitude of poor soldiers . Those mansions ...
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... a victim to the most infamous disorders , you will force your * Angelo , wishing
to represent our Saviour in the agonies of ileath , actually crucified a poor wretch ,
and took a sketch of him , whilst writing with the tortures of this cruel execution !
... a victim to the most infamous disorders , you will force your * Angelo , wishing
to represent our Saviour in the agonies of ileath , actually crucified a poor wretch ,
and took a sketch of him , whilst writing with the tortures of this cruel execution !
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... In walking along the streets , my pity is often awakened by the pathetic
complaints of these unhappy beings and it is not the sight of them which torments
me , but the melancholy consideration that there should exist such wretch : d
outcasts .
... In walking along the streets , my pity is often awakened by the pathetic
complaints of these unhappy beings and it is not the sight of them which torments
me , but the melancholy consideration that there should exist such wretch : d
outcasts .
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The disproportion of the punishment to the nature of the offence is enor The
ferocious ruffian who robs and murders , the wretch who forcibly violates female
chastity , the villain who involves your house in conflagration , or your country in
the ...
The disproportion of the punishment to the nature of the offence is enor The
ferocious ruffian who robs and murders , the wretch who forcibly violates female
chastity , the villain who involves your house in conflagration , or your country in
the ...
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Let the wretch who toils Accuse not , hate not him who wears the spoils ! Oh ! if ,
he knew the weight of splendid chains , How light the balance of his humbler
pains ! The Corsair . IF I do not write you a long letter , it is not for want of news —
I ...
Let the wretch who toils Accuse not , hate not him who wears the spoils ! Oh ! if ,
he knew the weight of splendid chains , How light the balance of his humbler
pains ! The Corsair . IF I do not write you a long letter , it is not for want of news —
I ...
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Page 53 - British earth, that the ground on which he treads is holy, and consecrated by the genius of Universal Emancipation. No matter in what language his doom may have been pronounced ; — no matter what complexion incompatible with freedom, an Indian or an African sun may have burnt upon him ; — no matter in what disastrous battle his liberty may have been cloven down; — no matter with what...
Page 18 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own. When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.
Page 90 - ... minute guns, — all this was very solemn. But the charm was the entrance of the Abbey, where we were received by the Dean and Chapter in rich robes, the choir and almsmen bearing torches; the whole Abbey so illuminated, that one saw it to greater advantage than by day; the tombs, long aisles, and fretted roof, all appearing distinctly, and with the happiest chiaro scuro.
Page 54 - ... -,—no matter with what solemnities he may have been devoted upon the altar of slavery; the first moment he touches the sacred soil of Britain, the altar and the god sink together in the dust; his soul walks abroad in her own majesty; his body swells beyond the measure of his chains, that burst from around him, and he stands redeemed, regenerated, and disenthralled, by the irresistible Genius of UNIVERSAL EMANCIPATION.
Page 91 - Then returned the fear of catching cold; and the Duke of Cumberland, who was sinking with heat, felt himself weighed down, and turning round, found it was the Duke of Newcastle standing upon his train, to avoid the chill of the marble.
Page 90 - He fell into a fit of crying the moment he came into the chapel, and flung himself back in a stall, the archbishop hovering over him with a smelling-bottle; but in two minutes his curiosity got the better of his hypocrisy, and he ran about the chapel with his glass to spy who was or was not there, spying with one hand and mopping his eyes with the other.
Page 32 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Page 106 - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
Page 90 - There wanted nothing but incense, and little chapels here and there, with priests saying mass for the repose of the defunct; yet one could not complain of its not being Catholic enough.
Page 103 - With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown.