The London Magazine, Volume 6Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1822 |
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... matter of surprise , that this interval had made a considerable abatement in his general philanthropy ; but de- nied having looked for more emolu- ment from his publications than a few guineas to take him to a play or an opera . Gray's ...
... matter of surprise , that this interval had made a considerable abatement in his general philanthropy ; but de- nied having looked for more emolu- ment from his publications than a few guineas to take him to a play or an opera . Gray's ...
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... Matters were no better when Mason himself undertook to prepare it for the stage . In 1752 , we find him recom- mended to Lord Rockingham , by Mr. Charles Yorke , who thought him , said Warburton , likely to at- tach that Lord's liking ...
... Matters were no better when Mason himself undertook to prepare it for the stage . In 1752 , we find him recom- mended to Lord Rockingham , by Mr. Charles Yorke , who thought him , said Warburton , likely to at- tach that Lord's liking ...
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... matter of amusement . He was the butt for a long line of satirists or lampooners . Churchill , Lloyd , Col- man , the author of the Probationary Odes , and , if I remember right , Paul Whitehead and Wolcot , all le- veled their shafts ...
... matter of amusement . He was the butt for a long line of satirists or lampooners . Churchill , Lloyd , Col- man , the author of the Probationary Odes , and , if I remember right , Paul Whitehead and Wolcot , all le- veled their shafts ...
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... matter - not because he has reflected deeply , and acquired much - but he is feverish with some vague longing after literary notoriety . He resolves to write before he has learned to think . Having never sub- dued the straggling ...
... matter - not because he has reflected deeply , and acquired much - but he is feverish with some vague longing after literary notoriety . He resolves to write before he has learned to think . Having never sub- dued the straggling ...
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... matter to suit the shifting tastes of readers , and hit the public , as it were , between wind and water . At present , the melancholy manner is in vogue . A tender shade of sor- row must be flung over all our thoughts , and even the ...
... matter to suit the shifting tastes of readers , and hit the public , as it were , between wind and water . At present , the melancholy manner is in vogue . A tender shade of sor- row must be flung over all our thoughts , and even the ...
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Page 243 - Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now ; still, he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding that it was the pig that smelt so, and the pig that tasted so delicious...
Page 244 - Bo-bo, whose scent was wonderfully sharpened since morning, soon raked out another pig, and fairly rending it asunder, thrust the lesser half by main force into the fists of Ho-ti, still shouting out, "Eat, eat, eat the burnt pig, Father, only taste— O Lord," with suchlike barbarous ejaculations, cramming all the while as if he would choke.
Page 17 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Page 244 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbors would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them. Nevertheless, strange stories got about. It was observed that Ho-ti's cottage was burnt down now more frequently than ever. Nothing but fires from this time forward.
Page 245 - O call it not fat! but an indefinable sweetness growing up to it — the tender blossoming of fat — fat cropped in the bud — taken in the shoot — in the first innocence — the cream and quintessence of the child-pig's yet pure food — the lean, no lean, but a kind of animal manna — or, rather, fat and lean (if it must be so) so blended and running into each other, that both together make but one ambrosian result or common substance. Behold him while he is ' doing' — it seemeth rather...
Page 244 - People built slighter and slighter every day, until it was feared that the very science of architecture would in no long time be lost to the world.
Page 246 - I made him a present of the whole cake. I walked on a little, buoyed up, as one is on such occasions, with a sweet soothing of self-satisfaction; but before I had got to the end of the bridge my better feelings returned, and I burst into tears, thinking how ungrateful I had been to my good aunt, to go and give her good gift away to a stranger that I had never seen before, and who might be a bad man for aught I knew; and then I thought of the pleasure my aunt would be taking in thinking that I (I...
Page 34 - But where a book is at once both good and rare, where the individual is almost the species, and when that perishes, We know not where is that Promethean torch That can its light relumine...
Page 35 - Shall I be thought fantastical if I confess that the names of some of our poets sound sweeter, and have a finer relish to the ear — to mine, at least — than that of Milton or of Shakspeare?
Page 246 - Whether, supposing that the flavour of a pig who obtained his death by whipping (per flagellationem extremam) superadded a pleasure upon the palate of a man more intense than any possible suffering we can conceive in the animal, is man justified in using that method of putting the animal to death ?