Flim-flams!: Or, The Life and Errors of My Uncle, and the Amours of My Aunt!, Volume 3 |
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flapping about her — she stood like one of the witches in Macbeth - not as exhibited on the stage , but as described by the poet : So wither'd and so wild in their attire , That look not like th ' inhabitants of the earth , And yet are ...
flapping about her — she stood like one of the witches in Macbeth - not as exhibited on the stage , but as described by the poet : So wither'd and so wild in their attire , That look not like th ' inhabitants of the earth , And yet are ...
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Page 56 - Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips : — You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
Page 5 - He treated the physicians of his time with the most absurd vanity and illiberal insolence, telling them "that the very down of his bald pate had more knowledge than all their writers, the buckles of his shoes more learning than Galen and Avicenna, and his beard more experience than all their universities...
Page 23 - Tis not her birth, her friends, nor yet her treasure, Nor do I covet her for sensual pleasure, Nor for that old morality Do I love her, 'cause she loves me. Sure he that loves his lady 'cause she's fair, Delights his eye, so loves himself, not her. Something there is moves me to love, and I Do know I love, but know not how, nor why. Alexander Brome [1620-1666] TO HIS COY MISTRESS HAD we but world enough, and time, i This coyness, Lady, were no crime.
Page 70 - ... some years before my acquaintance commenced with it, and had been admired by my father for its size, (being the largest I ever met with,) who constantly paid it a visit every evening. I knew...
Page 15 - For example: shall we have concerts of music? The miserable state of mechanism of the majority of the performers is so conspicuous, as to be even at this day a topic of mortification and ridicule. Will it not be practicable hereafter for one man to perform the whole ? Shall we have theatrical exhibitions ? This seems to include an absurd and vicious co-operation.
Page 15 - All formal repetition of other men's • ideas seems to be a scheme for imprisoning for so long a time the operations of our own mind. It borders, perhaps in this respect upon a breach of sincerity, which requires that we should give immediate utterance to every useful and valuable idea that occurs to our thoughts.
Page 58 - And each particular hair did stand erect, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine.
Page 138 - For he a rope of sand could twist As tough as learned Sorbonist; And weave fine cobwebs, fit for skull That's empty when the moon is full; 160 Such as take lodgings in a head That's to be let unfurnished.
Page 71 - ... stuck to the tip by a glutinous matter. The motion is quicker than the eye can follow. I cannot say how long my father had been acquainted with the toad, before I knew it ; but when I was first acquainted with it, he used to mention it as the old toad I have known so many years ; I can answer for thirty-six years.