The World as it Goes: Exemplified in the Characters of Nations, States, Princes, Peers, Judges, Counsellors, Senators, Gamblers, Poets, Players, Pimps, and Parasites: with an Exquisite Group of Ladies, Highly FinishedJ. Fielding, 1781 - 48 Seiten |
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... God's most holy name to be prophan'd , His word rejected , and his laws arraign'd , His servants scorn'd , as men who idly dream'd , His service laugh'd at , and his Son blasphem'd ? Are debauchees in morals to preside ? Is faith to ...
... God's most holy name to be prophan'd , His word rejected , and his laws arraign'd , His servants scorn'd , as men who idly dream'd , His service laugh'd at , and his Son blasphem'd ? Are debauchees in morals to preside ? Is faith to ...
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... gods , be any place my doom , Or any dungeon but a drawing - room ! WHITEHEAD . a LADY Thy very looks are lies , eternal fallhood . Smiles in thy lips , and flatters in thy eyes . . Obey me , features , for one supple moment : You shall ...
... gods , be any place my doom , Or any dungeon but a drawing - room ! WHITEHEAD . a LADY Thy very looks are lies , eternal fallhood . Smiles in thy lips , and flatters in thy eyes . . Obey me , features , for one supple moment : You shall ...
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... gods , I make my Or clear my virtues , or my crime reveal . If wand'ring in the maze of fate I run , And backward tread the paths I - fought to shun " ; Impute my errors to your own decree , My hands are guilty , but my heart is free ...
... gods , I make my Or clear my virtues , or my crime reveal . If wand'ring in the maze of fate I run , And backward tread the paths I - fought to shun " ; Impute my errors to your own decree , My hands are guilty , but my heart is free ...
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... Gods , the very she , Who in my arms lay melting all the night , Who kiss'd and figh'd , and figh'd and kiss'd again , As if her soul few upward to her lips , To meet mine there , and parted at the passage , Who , loth to find the ...
... Gods , the very she , Who in my arms lay melting all the night , Who kiss'd and figh'd , and figh'd and kiss'd again , As if her soul few upward to her lips , To meet mine there , and parted at the passage , Who , loth to find the ...
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... God . a OTWAY . Pope . THE AUTHOR OF THELYPHTHORA . Love of my duty , nation , and religion , Inspir'd me with the rash , accursed zeal , To perpetrate an act more black , more horrid , Than e'er the sun cast eye on , than e'er tears ...
... God . a OTWAY . Pope . THE AUTHOR OF THELYPHTHORA . Love of my duty , nation , and religion , Inspir'd me with the rash , accursed zeal , To perpetrate an act more black , more horrid , Than e'er the sun cast eye on , than e'er tears ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ambition appears aſs BEAUMONT beauty beſt break breaſt breath called captain cauſe characters charms courſe courts dead DOCTOR doth draw drown DRYDEN dull EARL Errors eyes face fair faith fate fear fellow firſt folly fool force fortune foul give gods grace grief grows guilt hand hath heart heaven himſelf holding honeſt honour houſe Ibid innocence JOHNSON juſt Keep KING LADY land laſt live looks LORD LORD Lothario mankind melted MICHIGAN mind moſt muſt nature never night o'er OTWAY paſſion peace poor Pope PRINCE reſt ride Rowe rule ſay ſee ſenſe SHAKESP ſhall ſhame ſhe SHILLINGS ſhine ſhould ſome ſoul ſpeak ſpring ſtill ſuch ſweet Tell thee theſe thing THOMSON thoſe thou thoughts turn vice virtue whore zeal
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 12 - To whip a top, to knuckle down at taw, To swing upon a gate, to ride a straw, To play at push-pin with dull brother peers, To belch out catches in a porter's ears, To reign the monarch of a midnight cell, To be the gaping chairman's oracle; Whilst, in most blessed union, rogue and whore Clap hands, huzza, and hiccup out, 'Encore;' Whilst gray Authority, who slumbers there In robes of watchman's fur, gives up his chair; With midnight howl to bay the...
Seite 9 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew"d, so sanded; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-kneed and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
Seite 8 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Seite 42 - Read much, and look'd as tho' he meant To be a fop no more. See him to LINCOLN'S-!NN repair. His refolution flag ; He cherimes a length of hair, And tucks it in a bag. Nor COKE nor SALKELD he regards, • But gets into the houfe, And foon a judge's rank rewards His pliant votes and bows. Adieu ye bobs ! ye bags give place...
Seite 5 - Th' avenging fiend that follows us behind With whips and stings. The blest...
Seite 28 - Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul, that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more.
Seite 30 - twould a saint provoke" (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke), " No, let a charming chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And, Betty, give this cheek a little red.
Seite 33 - Who gain'd no Title, and who loft no Friend, ' Ennobled by himfelf, by all approv'd, * Prais'd, wept, and honour'd, by the Mufe he lov'd.
Seite 12 - With midnight howl to bay the affrighted moon, To walk with torches through the streets at noon; To force plain Nature from her usual way, Each night a vigil, and a blank each day; To match for speed one feather...