George Canning and His Friends: Containing Hitherto Unpublished Letters, Jeux D'esprit, Etc, Том 1

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J. Murray, 1909

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Стр. 127 - Was it the squire? or parson of the parish? Or the attorney? Was it the squire for killing of his game? or Covetous parson for his tithes distraining? Or roguish lawyer made you lose your little All in a lawsuit? (Have you not read the Rights of Man, by Tom Paine?) Drops of compassion tremble on my eyelids, Ready to fall as soon as you have told your Pitiful story.
Стр. 127 - FRIEND OF HUMANITY NEEDY knife-grinder! whither are you going? Rough is the road; your wheel is out of order. — Bleak blows the blast; — your hat has got a hole in't. So have your breeches! Weary knife-grinder! little think the proud ones Who in their coaches roll along the turnpikeRoad, what hard work 'tis crying all day, "Knives and Scissors to grind O!
Стр. 128 - Constables came up for to take me into Custody; they took me before the justice; Justice Oldmixon put me in the parish-Stocks for a vagrant. "I should be glad to drink your Honour's health in A pot of beer, if you will give me sixpence; But for my part, I never love to meddle With politics, sir.
Стр. 210 - I hail with a smile and a sigh For his beer with an E, and his bier with an I ; And still on that day, in the hottest of weather, The whole Whitbread family dine all together.
Стр. vii - No — through th' extended globe his feelings run, As broad and general as th' unbounded sun ! No narrow bigot he ; his reason'd view Thy interests, England, ranks with thine, Peru ! France at our doors, he sees no danger nigh, But heaves for Turkey's woes th' impartial sigh ; A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country — but his own.
Стр. 396 - I see portrayed upon the wall,* was considered as the exclusive patron of British prowess in battle; but, in seeming accordance with the beautiful fiction of ancient mythology, our Neptune, in the heat of contest, smote the earth with his trident, and up sprang the fiery war-horse, the emblem of military power.
Стр. 409 - And Oh ! if again the rude whirlwind should rise, The dawning of Peace should fresh darkness deform, The regrets of the good, and the fears of the wise, Shall turn to the Pilot that weather'd the storm ! LINES, FROM THE SPANISH OF LUPERCIO.
Стр. 107 - ... mountains of France, See the genius of Gallic invasion advance! Old ocean shall waft her, unruffled by storm, While our shores are all...
Стр. 400 - While all to this auspicious day, Well pleased, their heartfelt homage pay, And sweetly smile, and softly say A hundred civil speeches ; My muse shall strike her tuneful strings, Nor scorn the gift her duty brings, Tho' humble be the theme she sings, — A pair of shooting-breeches.

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