Lectures on the English Comic Writers: Delivered at the Surry InstitutionTaylor and Hessey, 1819 - 343 oldal |
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80. oldal
... master who supports a number of people , piled one upon another , on his hands , his knees , his shoulders , but with a great effort on his own part , and with a painful effect to the beholders . The scene be- tween Sir Amorous La Foole ...
... master who supports a number of people , piled one upon another , on his hands , his knees , his shoulders , but with a great effort on his own part , and with a painful effect to the beholders . The scene be- tween Sir Amorous La Foole ...
84. oldal
... Master Matthew , Master Stephen , Cob and Cob's wife , were living in the sixteenth century . That is all we all know of them . But from the very oddity of their appearance and behaviour , they have a very droll and even picturesque ...
... Master Matthew , Master Stephen , Cob and Cob's wife , were living in the sixteenth century . That is all we all know of them . But from the very oddity of their appearance and behaviour , they have a very droll and even picturesque ...
85. oldal
... Master Stephen's leg . The folly here is insipid from its being seemingly carried to an excess , till we see it ; and then we laugh the more at it , the more incredible we thought it before . Bartholomew Fair is chiefly remarkable for ...
... Master Stephen's leg . The folly here is insipid from its being seemingly carried to an excess , till we see it ; and then we laugh the more at it , the more incredible we thought it before . Bartholomew Fair is chiefly remarkable for ...
88. oldal
... master ? To all thy labours ; thou shalt be the master Of my seraglio . . For I do mean To have a list of wives and concubines Equal with Solomon : I will have all my beds blown up , not stuft : Down is too hard ; and then , mine oval ...
... master ? To all thy labours ; thou shalt be the master Of my seraglio . . For I do mean To have a list of wives and concubines Equal with Solomon : I will have all my beds blown up , not stuft : Down is too hard ; and then , mine oval ...
115. oldal
... master to an open and infamous death ; to banish that numerous and strongly - allied family ; to do all this under the name and wages of a Parliament ; to trample upon them too as he pleased , and spurn them out of doors when he grew ...
... master to an open and infamous death ; to banish that numerous and strongly - allied family ; to do all this under the name and wages of a Parliament ; to trample upon them too as he pleased , and spurn them out of doors when he grew ...
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87. oldal - Restore his years, renew him like an eagle, To the fifth age ; make him get sons and daughters, Young giants, as our philosophers have done (The ancient patriarchs afore the flood) But taking, once a week, on a knife's point The quantity of a grain of mustard of it, Become stout Marses, and beget young Cupids.
105. oldal - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
107. oldal - Her lips were red; and one was thin Compared to that was next her chin, Some bee had stung it newly: But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July. Her mouth so small, when she does speak Thou'dst swear her teeth her words did break That they might passage get; But she so handled still the matter They came as good as ours, or better, And are not spent a whit.
99. oldal - I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the god of love was born : I cannot think that he, who then loved most, Sunk so low as to love one which did scorn. But since this god produced a destiny, And that vice-nature, custom, lets it be, I must love her, that loves not me. Sure, they which made him god, meant not so much Nor he in his young godhead...
113. oldal - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king ! All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice. Man for thee does sow and plough ; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy ; Nor does thy luxury destroy.
111. oldal - The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again, The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair.
45. oldal - ... in cunningly diverting or cleverly retorting an objection: sometimes it is couched in a bold scheme of speech, in a tart irony, in a lusty hyperbole, in a startling metaphor, in a plausible reconciling of contradictions, or in acute nonsense...
23. oldal - Do what you will, Sir, you cannot avoid it. Should you even write as ill as you can, your letters would be published as curiosities. ' Behold a miracle ! instead of wit See two dull lines with Stanhope's pencil writ.
113. oldal - Phoebus is himself thy sire. To thee of all things upon earth, Life is no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect ! happy thou, Dost neither age nor winter know : But when thou'st drunk, and danced, and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous, and wise withal. Epicurean animal !) Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless rest.
99. oldal - Confusion worse confounded'. Here lies a she sun, and a he moon here, She gives the best light to his sphere, Or each is both, and all, and so They unto one another nothing owe.