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... order for the veal sweetbreads and the mutton kidneys , while Mr. Rodd , the
Baptist minister , had requested that , so far as was compatible with the fair
accommodation of other customers , the sheep's trotters might be reserved for
him .
... order for the veal sweetbreads and the mutton kidneys , while Mr. Rodd , the
Baptist minister , had requested that , so far as was compatible with the fair
accommodation of other customers , the sheep's trotters might be reserved for
him .
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For some time he was quite general in his attentions to the fair sex , combining
the gallantries of a lady's man with a severity of criticism on the person and
manners of absent belles , which tended rather to stimulate in the feminine breast
the ...
For some time he was quite general in his attentions to the fair sex , combining
the gallantries of a lady's man with a severity of criticism on the person and
manners of absent belles , which tended rather to stimulate in the feminine breast
the ...
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you must remember that he had not merely traveled , he had also bow - legs and
a sallow , small - featured visage , so that nature herself had stamped him for a
fastidious connoisseur of the fair sex . At last , however , it seemed clear that ...
you must remember that he had not merely traveled , he had also bow - legs and
a sallow , small - featured visage , so that nature herself had stamped him for a
fastidious connoisseur of the fair sex . At last , however , it seemed clear that ...
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Hail we the ovation of the Evian god . Agave . O ye Asian Bacchanals ! Chorus .
Who is she on us who calls ? Agave . From the mountains , lo ! we bear To the
palace gate Our new - slain quarry fair . Chorus . I see , I see ! and on thy joy I
wait .
Hail we the ovation of the Evian god . Agave . O ye Asian Bacchanals ! Chorus .
Who is she on us who calls ? Agave . From the mountains , lo ! we bear To the
palace gate Our new - slain quarry fair . Chorus . I see , I see ! and on thy joy I
wait .
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Alas ! what shall our banquet be ? Agave . How delicate the kid and young ! The
thin locks have but newly sprung Over his forehead fair . Chorus . ' Tis beauteous
as the tame beasts ' cherished hair . Agave . Bacchus , hunter known to fame !
Alas ! what shall our banquet be ? Agave . How delicate the kid and young ! The
thin locks have but newly sprung Over his forehead fair . Chorus . ' Tis beauteous
as the tame beasts ' cherished hair . Agave . Bacchus , hunter known to fame !
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Page 274 - the Taxes are indeed very heavy, and if those laid on by the Government were the only Ones we had to pay, we might more easily discharge them ; but we have many others, and much more grievous to some of us. We are taxed twice as much by our Idleness, three times as much by our Pride, and four times as much by our Folly; and from these Taxes the Commissioners cannot ease or deliver us by allowing an Abatement. However let us hearken to good Advice, and something may be done for us; God helps them...
Page 264 - Tis not enough your counsel still be true ; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do ; Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown proposed as things forgot.
Page 275 - Methinks I hear some of you say, Must a Man afford himself no Leisure? I will tell thee, my friend, what Poor Richard says, Employ thy Time well, if thou meanest to gain Leisure; and, since thou art not sure of a Minute, throw not away an Hour.
Page 59 - BY the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard round the world.
Page 55 - TERMINUS. IT is time to be old, To take in sail : — The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a shore, Came to me in his fatal rounds, And said : ' No more ! No farther shoot Thy broad ambitious branches, and thy root.
Page 192 - And don't you make any noise ! " So toddling off to his trundle-bed He dreamt of the pretty toys. And as he was dreaming, an angel song Awakened our Little Boy Blue, — Oh, the years are many, the years are long, But the little toy friends are true. Ay, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand, Each in the same old place, Awaiting the touch of a little hand, The smile of a little face. And they wonder, as waiting these long years through, In the dust of that little chair, What has become of our Little...
Page 3 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence...
Page 261 - Then I compared my Spectator with the original, discovered some of my faults, and corrected them. But I found I wanted a stock of words, or a readiness in recollecting and using them...
Page 432 - And he stirred it round and round and round, And he sniffed at the foaming froth ; When I ups with his heels, and smothers his squeals In the scum of the boiling broth. " And I eat that cook in a week or less, And — as I eating be The last of his chops, why, I almost drops, For a wessel in sight I see!
Page 273 - COURTEOUS READER : I have heard that nothing gives an author so great pleasure as to find his works respectfully quoted by other learned authors. This pleasure I have seldom enjoyed ; for, though I have been, if I may say it without vanity, an eminent author (of...