 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1808 - 456 pagine
...Should half an hour outlive me, Time, Pray bid the stone-engraver's,Where'er my bones find churchyard room, Simply to chisel on my tomb, " Thank Time for all his favours!" ANSWER TO ME. COLMAN'S SPIRITED LINES, r NTITIIP " A RECKONING \VITH TIMB." » [From the General Evening... | |
 | George Colman - 1814 - 246 pagine
...Mower of us all ! Beneath thy sweeping scythe I full, Some few DEAR FRIENDS will sorrow. XII. Pray Lid the Stone-.Engravers, "Where'er my bones find Church-...the sure Fore-runner of our Fate, (TIME, whom I have apostrophize'd,) Who rubs.no Russian oil upon his pate, Scorning a wig, or a transparent tete, Or any... | |
 | 1820 - 438 pagine
...Should half an hour outlive me, Time, Pray bid the stone engravers, Where'er my bones find church-yard room, Simply to chisel on my tomb, "Thank Time for all his favours!" A Speech made by Johnny Martyn, of Norwich, a wealthy, honest man, after Mr. Mayor's Dinner. Maister... | |
 | 1826 - 398 pagine
...Should half an hour outlive me, Time, Pray bid the stone-engravers, Where'er my bones find church-yard room, Simply to chisel, on my tomb, " Thank Time for all his favours .'" TIME'S ANSWERDEAR George, thy retrospective glance Has check'd me in my mad advance, This old truth... | |
 | 1826 - 360 pagine
...Should half an hour outlive me,—Time, Pray bid the Stone-engravers, Where'er my bones find Church-yard room Simply to chisel on my Tomb, •" Thank Time for all his favours T FINIS. INDEX. A CTOR'S (An) Account of the felicities attending his Page Profession 208 Advertisement... | |
 | George Colman - 1834 - 358 pagine
...when, old Mower of us all ! Beneath thy sweeping scythe I fall, Some few DEAR FRIENDS will sorrow. XII. Where'er my bones find Church- Yard room, Simply to...his Favours!" Managers, Actors,. Candle-Snuffers, — ally — Yea, all who write, or damn, or clap a Play, E'en little Prompters' Boys, who Players... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1837 - 684 pagine
...Should, half an hour, outlive me, Time, Pray bid the stone-engravers, Where'er my bones find church-yard room, Simply to chisel on my tomb,— " Thank Time for all his favours 1" It is a curious coincidence—although considering the proximity of their ages there may be nothing... | |
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... to each day that's rough, In hopes of calm to-morrow ; And when, old Mower of us all, Beneath thy sweeping scythe I fall, Some few DEAR FRIENDS will sorrow. 