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The sale of authors, a dialogue, in imitation of Lucian's Sale of ...
Полный просмотр - 1767
againſt APOLLO aſk auction AUDIENCE Authors believe Beſides beſt better BOOK BOOK-LENDER BOOKSELLER bring buſineſs Comedy Critic Damn deal dear Devil diſpoſe Doctor drink Engliſh Epilogue excellent exhibit firſt five Flauntit GAMESTER Gentlemen give glad Guinea half hands hear heard himſelf Hiſtory honour hope juſt keep Ladies laſt late leaſt leave leſs Lexiphanes Liberty Lord Manager manner matter mean MERCURY Miſs moſt muſt myſelf never night obliged perhaps piece play Poet poor powers Pray preſent PRINTER Prologue queſtion ready reaſon Reviewer ſaid ſame ſay ſee ſeem ſet ſhall ſhould ſome ſpeak ſtill ſuch ſure taken talk tell theſe thing thor thoſe thought thouſand uſe Waiter whole wiſh Wives worth write
Стр. 23 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Стр. 32 - Or by vaft debts of higher import bound, Are always humble, always grateful found. If they, directed by PAUL'S holy pen, Become difcreetly all things to all men, That all men may become all things to them. Envy may hate, but juftice can't condemn. *' Into our places, ftates, and beds they creep:" They've fenfe to get, what we want fenfe to keep.
Стр. 45 - And weave fine cobwebs, fit for skull That's empty when the moon is full; Such as take lodgings in a head That's to be let unfurnished.
Стр. 110 - I live in a constant endeavour to fence against the infirmities of ill health, and other evils of life, by mirth; being firmly persuaded that every time a man smiles, but much more so, when he laughs, it adds something to this Fragment of Life.
Стр. 32 - And bless the donors for their daily bread, Or by vast debts of higher import bound, Are always humble, always grateful found...
Стр. 244 - Yon, who have feen my aftions, know their fprings, Say, are we women fuch infipid things ? Say, Lords of the Creation, mighty men ! In what have you furpafs'd us, where ? and when ? I come to know to whom the palm is due ; To us weak veflels or to ftronger you ? Againft your conquering fwords I draw — my fan, Come on !— now parry Marg'ret if you can.
Стр. 79 - Tis all new Wit j and, though I fay it, a better than my laft : and you know well enough how that took. ' In fine, it fhall read, and write, and act, and plot, and fhew, ay, and pit, box and gallery, I gad, with any Play in Europe. This morning is its laft Rehearfal, in their habits, and all that, as it is to be acled...
Стр. 79 - Rehearsal, in their habits, and all that, as it is to be acted; and if you, and your friend will do it but the honour to...
Стр. 75 - A's you begin the year, yon'H furely end it. Should any one this night incline to evil, He'll play for twelve long months the very -devil! Should any married dame exert her torigue, • She'll fing the Zodiac round, the fame fweet fong : And Ihould the hufband .join his mafic too, Why then 'tis Cat and Dig, the whole year thro'.