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The Citizen of the World, Volume 2

Oliver Goldsmith - Harpsichord - 1891 - 336 pages
...the watchman forgets the hour in slumber, the laborious and the happy, are at rest, and nothing wakes but meditation, guilt, revelry, and despair. The drunkard...night over the page of antiquity, or the sallies of cotemporary genius, but pursue the solitary walk, where vanity, ever changing, but a few hours past,...
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The Citizen of the World, Volume 2

Oliver Goldsmith - London (England) - 1891 - 346 pages
...slumber, the laborious and the happy, are at rest, and nothing wakes but meditation, guilt, revelrjS and despair. The drunkard once more fills the destroying...night over the page of antiquity, or the sallies of cotemporary genius, but pursue the solitary walk, where vanity, ever changing, but a few hours past,...
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A Manual of English Prose Literature: Biographical and Critical, Designed ...

William Minto - English language - 1892 - 582 pages
...the watchman forgets the hour in slumber, the laborious and the happy are at rest, and nothing wakes but meditation, guilt, revelry, and despair. The drunkard...his own sacred person. "Let me no longer waste the right over the pages of antiquity or the sallies of contemporary genius, but pursue the solitary walk,...
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A Manual of English Prose Literature: Biographical and Critical, Designed ...

William Minto - English language - 1892 - 584 pages
...the watchman lurgets the hour in slumber, the laborious and the happy are at rest, and nothing wakes but meditation, guilt, revelry, and despair. The drunkard...suicide lifts his guilty arm against his own sacred pers .in. "Let me no longer waste the night over the pugcs of antiquity or the sallies nf contemporary...
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Miscellaneous Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1893 - 780 pages
...the watchman forgets the hour in slumber, the laborious and the happy are at rest, and nothing wakes pro( =, =, =, rubber walks his midnight round, and the suicide lifts his guilty arm against his own sacred person....
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A Manual of English Prose Literature: Biographical and Critical, Designed ...

William Minto - English language - 1895 - 584 pages
...the watchman forgets the hour in slumber, the laborious and tin happy an at rest, and nothing wakes but meditation, guilt, revelry, and despair. The drunkard...round, and the suicide lifts his guilty arm against hia own sacred pel's* in. "Let me no longer waste the night over the pages of antiquity or the sallies...
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English Humorists of the Eighteenth Century: Sir Richard Steele, Joseph ...

English literature - 1906 - 578 pages
...happy are at rest, and nothing wakes but meditation, guilt, revelry, and despair. The drunkard rnce more fills the destroying bowl, the robber walks his...his guilty arm against his own sacred person. Let nje no longer waste the night over the page of antiquity, or the sallies 6f contemporary genius, but...
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The Chobham Book of English Prose

Stephen Coleridge - English prose literature - 1923 - 290 pages
...the watchman forges the hour in slumber, the laborious and the happy are at rest, and nothing awakes but meditation, guilt, revelry, and despair. " The...lifts his guilty arm against his own sacred person. " What a gloom hangs all around ! The dying lamp feebly emits a yellow gleam ; no sound is heard but...
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Three English Comedies: She Stoops to Conquer, The Rivals, The School for ...

Alban Bertram De Mille - English drama - 1924 - 552 pages
...at rest, and nothing wakes but meditation, guilt, revelry, and despair. The drunkard fills once more the destroying bowl, the robber walks his midnight...lifts his guilty arm against his own sacred person. . . . " What a gloom hangs all around ! The dying lamp feebly emits a yellow gleam; no sound is heard...
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