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My father’s grandfather lives stil… His age is fourscore years and ten… He looks a monument of time, The agedest of aged men. Though years lie on him like a loa…
JANE. Mamma is displeased and looks very… And I own, brother, I was to blam… Just now when I told her I wanted… Like Miss Lydia, a very fine name…
As when a child on some long winte… Affrighted clinging to its Granda… With eager wond’ring and perturb’d… Listens strange tales of fearful d… Mutter’d to wretch by necromantic…
'A wicked action fear to do, When you are by yourself; for thou… You think you can conceal it, A little bird that’s in the air The hidden trespass shall declare,
Alone, obscure, without a friend, A cheerless, solitary thing, Why seeks, my Lloyd, the stranger… What offering can the stranger bri… Of social scenes, home—bred deligh…
May the Babylonish curse, Strait confound my stammering vers… If I can a passage see In this word—perplexity, Or a fit expression find,
'Why so I will, you noisy bird, This very day I’ll advertise you, Perhaps some busy ones may prize y… A fine—tongued parrot as was ever… I’ll word it thus—set forth all ch…
Why is your mind thus all day long Upon your music set; Till reason’s swallowed in a song, Or idle canzonet? I grant you, Melesinda, when
Dear Sir, Dear Madam, or Dear F… With ease are written at the top; When those two happy words are pen… A youthful writer oft will stop, And bite his pen, and lift his eye…
O hush, my little baby brother; Sleep, my love, upon my knee. What though, dear child, we’ve los… That can never trouble thee. You are but ten weeks old to—morro…
I have got a new—born sister; I was nigh the first that kissed h… When the nursing woman brought her To papa, his infant daughter, How papa’s dear eyes did glisten!—
When beasts by words their meaning… Some well—dressed men and women di… To gaze upon two monkeys at a fair… And one who was the spokesman in t… Said, in their countenance you mig…
Hold on thy course uncheck’d, hero… Regardless what the player’s son m… Saint Stephens’ fool, the Zany of… Who nothing generous ever understo… London’s twice Prætor! scorn the…
The motes up and down in the sun Ever restlessly moving we see; Whereas the great mountains stand… Unless terrible earthquakes there… If these atoms that move up and do…
In your garb and outward clothing A reservëd plainness use; By their neatness more distinguish… Than the brightness of their hues. All the colours in the rainbow
