La Belle Assemblée, Volume 5

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J. Bell, 1812
 

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Pagina 51 - You are not twenty-five, and she is turned fifty. If she had any prudence, this request had never been made to me. Where are your means of subsistence? Porter has died poor, in consequence of his wife's expensive habits. You have great talents, but, as yet, have turned them into no profitable channel.
Pagina 106 - Mezeray, an author of the highest repute, says, that he encouraged and maintained men who called themselves sorcerers, to discover hidden treasures, and corrupted young persons of both sexes to attach themselves to him, and afterwards killed .them for the sake of their blood, which was requisite to form his charms and incantations.
Pagina 210 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Pagina 106 - These horrid excesses may be believed, when we reflect on the age of ignorance and barbarism in which they were certainly too often practised. He was at length, for a state crime against the Duke of Brittany, sentenced to be burnt alive in a field at Nantz in 1440, but the Duke...
Pagina 51 - Mother, I have not deceived Mrs. Porter: I have told her the worst of me; that I am of mean extraction; that I have no money; and that I have had an uncle hanged. She replied, that she valued no one more or less for his descent; that she had no more money than myself; and that, though she had not had a relation hanged, she had fifty who deserved hanging.
Pagina 210 - But the harvest time of Love is there. Oh! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An overpayment of delight ? Southey.
Pagina 51 - And thus became accomplished this very curious amour. Adieu, Sir, go on and prosper in your arduous task of presenting to the world the portrait of Johnson's mind and manners. If faithful, brilliant will be its lights, but deep its shades.
Pagina 61 - These are the moles that bear me from your side, Where I was rooted — where I could have died. Stand forth ! ye elves, and plead your mother's cause : Ye little magnets, whose soft influence draws Me from a point where every gentle breeze Wafted my bark to happiness and ease — Sends me adventurous on a larger main, In hopes that you may profit by my gain.
Pagina 39 - Parent of thousand wild desires, The savage and the human breast Torments alike with raging fires; With bright, but oft destructive, gleam, Alike o'er all his lightnings fly ; Thy lambent glories only beam Around the fav'rites of the sky.
Pagina 184 - He had three children buried in the ruins of a cottage, which he was endeavouring to clear away. A little further on we came to an elevated spot, which overlooked the whole scene. Here we found a painter seated on a rock, and busy in sketching its horrors. He had chosen a most favourable point. Before him, at the distance of more than a league, rose the...

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