Bentley's Miscellany, Band 1,Teil 2

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Seite 471 - Madam, I swear, I use no art at all. That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true, 'tis pity; And pity 'tis, 'tis true: a foolish figure ; But farewell it, for I will use no art. Mad let us grant him then : and now remains, That we find out the cause of this effect ; Or, rather say, the cause of this defect; For this effect, defective, comes by cause: Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.
Seite 265 - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven : And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
Seite 391 - For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup, and the wine is red : it is full mixed, and he poureth out of the same.
Seite 209 - In its filthy shops are exposed for sale huge bunches of second-hand silk handkerchiefs, of all sizes and patterns ; for here reside the traders who purchase them from pick-pockets. Hundreds of these handkerchiefs hang dangling from pegs outside the windows or flaunting from the door-posts; and the shelves, within, are piled with them. Confined as the limits of Field Lane are, it has its barber, its coft'ee-shop, its beer-shop, and its fried-fish warehouse. It is a commercial colony of itself: the...
Seite 414 - They'll fill your homes with care and grief, and clothe your backs with tatters ; They'll fill your hearts with evil thoughts ; but never mind ! — what matters ? "Though virtue sink, and reason fail, and social ties dissever, I'll be your friend in hour of need, and find you homes...
Seite 241 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Who once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover : thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.
Seite 472 - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Seite 468 - And these are the kings that reigned in the land of Edom, ° before there reigned any king over the children of Israel.
Seite 399 - Segrais has distinguished the readers of poetry, according to their capacity of judging, into three classes. (He might have said the same of writers too, if he had pleased.) In the lowest form he places those whom he calls Les...
Seite 496 - twas ridiculous Not to suppose every one was a Saint. And how, in the Abbey, no one was so shabby As not to say yearly four masses a head, On the eve of that supper, and kick on the crupper Which Satan received, for the souls of the dead ! How folks long held in reverence their reliques and memories, How the...

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