The Early Life of Samuel RogersSmith, Elder, & Company, 1887 - 461 pages |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 50
Page 10
... hour after he had eaten the meal . In conversation he turned his wig round on his temples , twisted one leg round the other , and folded his cocked hat into a thousand shapes . But all these things endeared him to the boys as much as ...
... hour after he had eaten the meal . In conversation he turned his wig round on his temples , twisted one leg round the other , and folded his cocked hat into a thousand shapes . But all these things endeared him to the boys as much as ...
Page 18
... the time we reached home , rather too late an hour now . ' She adds I am afraid my T. R. will think me a racketting female , MRS . ROGERS'S LETTERS 19 but everybody admires the appearance 18 EARLY LIFE OF SAMUEL ROGERS.
... the time we reached home , rather too late an hour now . ' She adds I am afraid my T. R. will think me a racketting female , MRS . ROGERS'S LETTERS 19 but everybody admires the appearance 18 EARLY LIFE OF SAMUEL ROGERS.
Page 26
... hour of his distress . Sir John Moore , when he fell from his horse in the battle of Corunna , faltered out with his dying breath some message to his mother . And who can forget the last words of Conradin when , in his fifteenth year ...
... hour of his distress . Sir John Moore , when he fell from his horse in the battle of Corunna , faltered out with his dying breath some message to his mother . And who can forget the last words of Conradin when , in his fifteenth year ...
Page 30
... hours I have passed in your company under the confinement of scholastic restraint , ' and now that school days are over , expresses the most sanguine hopes of a pure and lively pleasure from our new corre- spondence and increasing ...
... hours I have passed in your company under the confinement of scholastic restraint , ' and now that school days are over , expresses the most sanguine hopes of a pure and lively pleasure from our new corre- spondence and increasing ...
Page 39
... hours it is a charming relaxation . In these earlier years he was a banker's clerk , obliged to be at the desk every day from ten in the morning till five in the afternoon , but he never forgot the delight with which , after returning ...
... hours it is a charming relaxation . In these earlier years he was a banker's clerk , obliged to be at the desk every day from ten in the morning till five in the afternoon , but he never forgot the delight with which , after returning ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
acquaintance Adam Smith admired afterwards bank Barbauld beautiful Boddington called Castle charming church Club Monarchique conversation criticism dear Sir delightful Della Cruscan diary dined dinner Duke Edinburgh edition elegant England English Epistle Exmouth expressed father feeling France gave Gilpin girl heard Hill hope Horne Tooke horse Johnson July Kippis Lady letter lines literary lived London Lord Mackenzie Mackintosh Madame de Condorcet mind Miss Moore morning never Newington Green night Paris Parr passed Piozzi pleasant Pleasures of Memory poem poet poetry political Price Priestley published Recollections Revolution Richard Sharp river Rogers's round Samuel Rogers Samuel Sharpe Sarah says scene sister society soon Stoke Newington story Stourbridge talk taste tell Thomas Rogers thought told town Vale of Usk village walked Warton Whig William William Gilpin woods writing written wrote young
Popular passages
Page 219 - Her tattered mantle, and her hood of straw ; Her moving lips, her caldron brimming o'er ; The drowsy brood that on her back she bore, Imps, in the barn with mousing owlet bred, From rifled roost at nightly revel fed ; Whose dark eyes flashed through locks of blackest shade, When in the breeze the distant watch-dog bayed...
Page 221 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Page 83 - I fondly hoped to know The humble walks of happiness below; If thy blest nature now unites above An angel's pity with a brother's love, Still o'er my life preserve thy mild...
Page 406 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Page 302 - So spake the grisly Terror, and in shape, So speaking and so threatening, grew tenfold More dreadful and deform. On the other side, Incensed with indignation, Satan stood Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd, That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge In the Arctic sky, and from his horrid hair Shakes pestilence and war.
Page 25 - How soon by his the glad discovery shows ! As to her lips she lifts the lovely boy, What answering looks of sympathy and joy ! He walks, he speaks. In many a broken word His wants, his wishes, and his griefs are heard. And ever, ever to her lap he flies, When rosy Sleep comes on with sweet surprise.
Page 235 - Ah ! who can tell the triumphs of the mind, By truth illumined, and by taste refined ? When age has quenched the eye, and closed the ear, Still nerved for action in her native sphere, Oft will she rise — with searching glance pursue Some long-loved image vanished from her view; Dart thro...
Page 114 - I reflect, not without vanity, that these Discourses bear testimony of my admiration of that truly divine man; and I should desire that the last words which I should pronounce in this Academy, and from this place, might be the name of — MICHAEL ANGELO*.
Page 316 - An act for the safety and preservation of his Majesty's person and government against treasonable and seditious practices and attempts...
Page 25 - ... his tongue), As with soft accents round her neck he clings, And, cheek to cheek, her lulling song she sings, How blest to feel the beatings of his heart, Breathe his sweet breath, and kiss for kiss impart ; Watch o'er his slumbers like the brooding dove, And, if she can, exhaust a mother's love ! But soon a nobler task demands her care. Apart she joins his little hands in prayer, Telling of Him who sees in secret there...