Democritus in London: With the Mad Pranks and Comical Conceits of Motley and Robin Good-fellow, to which are Added Notes Festivous, Etc |
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... no more ! Let that content " Till nearer still the prospect grows Of the dark valley of repose , And in the arms of death we close A life well - spent . Unlatch my little garden gate . Putting on his conjuring DEMOCRITUS IN LONDON . 5.
... no more ! Let that content " Till nearer still the prospect grows Of the dark valley of repose , And in the arms of death we close A life well - spent . Unlatch my little garden gate . Putting on his conjuring DEMOCRITUS IN LONDON . 5.
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... dark , cholera ! ) Think of moral malaria ! Of stagnant cess- pools and public ordure - pits ! What pool or pit , with its putrescent residua , so anti - odoriferous as the reeking ras- cality of Capel Court ? Think of the pestilential ...
... dark , cholera ! ) Think of moral malaria ! Of stagnant cess- pools and public ordure - pits ! What pool or pit , with its putrescent residua , so anti - odoriferous as the reeking ras- cality of Capel Court ? Think of the pestilential ...
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... dark to one From a world where sets no sun ! Yet how beautiful ! how bright , In her darkness , is the night ! Centuries have roll'd away Since I beheld yon lunar ray Light up a dreaming world ! and heard , As now I hear , my favourite ...
... dark to one From a world where sets no sun ! Yet how beautiful ! how bright , In her darkness , is the night ! Centuries have roll'd away Since I beheld yon lunar ray Light up a dreaming world ! and heard , As now I hear , my favourite ...
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... dark blind alleys ! In thy fairy home and free , Thine the gurgling melody Of the rivulet , as along It ripples , and the joyous song To pastoral pipe that shepherds sing Coming forth to meet the spring ! With a serenade of sadness ...
... dark blind alleys ! In thy fairy home and free , Thine the gurgling melody Of the rivulet , as along It ripples , and the joyous song To pastoral pipe that shepherds sing Coming forth to meet the spring ! With a serenade of sadness ...
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... darkness keeps , All this mighty city sleeps , Save , where on the bed of anguish , Sickness , sorrow , lie and languish , On the fiery wheels of pain Travelling home to dust again ! Or to heaven the secret prayer Pleads , and finds ...
... darkness keeps , All this mighty city sleeps , Save , where on the bed of anguish , Sickness , sorrow , lie and languish , On the fiery wheels of pain Travelling home to dust again ! Or to heaven the secret prayer Pleads , and finds ...
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Page 76 - I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history ; And, questionless, here in this open court, Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather, some men lie...
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Page 235 - London, to thee I do present the merry month of May; Let each true subject be content to hear me what I say: For from the top of conduit-head, as plainly may appear, I will both tell my name to you, and wherefore I came here. My name is Ralph, by due descent though not ignoble I, Yet far inferior to the flock of gracious grocery...
Page 32 - What judgment I had, increases rather than diminishes ; and thoughts, such as they are, come crowding in so fast upon me, that my only difficulty is to choose or to reject ; to run them into verse, or to give them the other harmony of prose.
Page 290 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Page 32 - I think myself as vigorous as ever in the faculties of my soul, excepting only my memory, which is not impaired to any great degree; and if I lose not more of it, I have no great reason to complain. What...
Page 35 - Lives of great men all remind us We may make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, may take heart again.
Page 32 - Spenser more than once insinuates that the soul of Chaucer was transfused into his body, and that he was begotten by him two hundred years after his decease.
Page 210 - Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low, — an excellent thing in woman.