The Modern British Drama: In Five Volumes, Volume 5

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Sir Walter Scott
William Miller, 1811
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Page 5 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Page 3 - And the swink'd hedger at his supper sat ; I saw them under a green mantling vine, That crawls along the side of yon small hill, Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots ; Their port was more than human, as they stood : I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Page 1 - We, that are of purer fire, Imitate the starry quire; Who, in their nightly watchful spheres, Lead in swift round the months and years.
Page 1 - The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream ; And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole ; Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east.
Page 24 - I shall be obliged to keep out of his way. Any private dispute of mine shall be of no ill consequence to my friends. You must continue to act under his direction, for the moment we break loose from him, our gang is ruin'd. MATT. As a bawd to a whore, I grant you, he is to us of great convenience.
Page 24 - Dear Mrs. Coaxer, you are welcome. You look charmingly today. I hope you don't want the repairs of quality, and lay on paint. — Dolly Trull! kiss me, you slut; are you as amorous as ever, hussy?
Page 28 - How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear Charmer away!
Page 1 - Meanwhile welcome Joy and Feast, midnight Shout and Revelry, tipsy Dance and Jollity. Braid your locks with rosy twine, dropping odours, dropping wine. Rigour now is gone to bed, and Advice with scrupulous head, strict Age and sour Severity with their grave saws in slumber lie.
Page 31 - Come, sweet Lass, Let's banish Sorrow 'Till To-morrow; Come, sweet Lass, Let's take a chirping Glass, Wine can clear The Vapours of Despair ; And make us light as Air ; Then drink, and banish Care.
Page 229 - Mr. Carmine, to give my children learning enough ; for, as the old saying is— When house and land are gone and spent, Then learning is most excellent.

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