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... turn out , like my sub- ject , to be occasionally at variance with itself . I shall begin with ( what in other eminent lawyers is subordinate ) his individual and extra - professional peculiarities ; for in O'Connell these are paramount ...
... turn out , like my sub- ject , to be occasionally at variance with itself . I shall begin with ( what in other eminent lawyers is subordinate ) his individual and extra - professional peculiarities ; for in O'Connell these are paramount ...
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... turn comes to " blaze away , " he appears totally exempt from the usual throes and heavings of animo - gestation . There is no hermeti- cally - sealing of the lips , as if nothing less could restrain the fermenta- tion within ; there ...
... turn comes to " blaze away , " he appears totally exempt from the usual throes and heavings of animo - gestation . There is no hermeti- cally - sealing of the lips , as if nothing less could restrain the fermenta- tion within ; there ...
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... turning night into day , and on settling- days at the Stock Exchange ; on lame ducks ; on saints ' days , days of yore , and the " golden days of good Queen Bess . " On night ; poetical descriptions ; Gherardo da Notte ; of midnight ...
... turning night into day , and on settling- days at the Stock Exchange ; on lame ducks ; on saints ' days , days of yore , and the " golden days of good Queen Bess . " On night ; poetical descriptions ; Gherardo da Notte ; of midnight ...
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... turn devoid of wings , And Cupid with two pinions . " What blunder ' s this ? " the lady cries . " No blunder , Madam , " he replies , " I hope I'm not so stupid . Each has his pinions , in his day , Time , before marriage , flies away ...
... turn devoid of wings , And Cupid with two pinions . " What blunder ' s this ? " the lady cries . " No blunder , Madam , " he replies , " I hope I'm not so stupid . Each has his pinions , in his day , Time , before marriage , flies away ...
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... turning an ivory ball in a groove , which , after simdry gyrations , descended to the bottom of the basin where there was a round of little numbered compartments or pigeon - holes , into one of which it finally settled , when the number ...
... turning an ivory ball in a groove , which , after simdry gyrations , descended to the bottom of the basin where there was a round of little numbered compartments or pigeon - holes , into one of which it finally settled , when the number ...
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Seite 41 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Seite 278 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Seite 339 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Seite 536 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 539 - O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
Seite 114 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Seite 113 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Seite 539 - Then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours: For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd as he would fly, Grasps in the comer. Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Seite 63 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Seite 114 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.