The Vicar of Wakefield: A Tale, Volumes 1-2J. Davies; T. Smith; N. Taylor, and and [sic] W. Thompson., 1783 - 128 pages |
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... She could read any English book without much spelling ; and for pickling , preferv- ing , and cookery , none could excel her . She prided herself much alfo upon being an excellent contriver in houfe - keeping ; yet , I could never find ...
... She could read any English book without much spelling ; and for pickling , preferv- ing , and cookery , none could excel her . She prided herself much alfo upon being an excellent contriver in houfe - keeping ; yet , I could never find ...
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... made them , handsome enough , if " they be good enough ; for handsome is , that " handfome does . " And then she would bid the girls hold up their heads ; who , to conceal girls g THE VICAR OF Henry II.'s progrefs through Germany, when ...
... made them , handsome enough , if " they be good enough ; for handsome is , that " handfome does . " And then she would bid the girls hold up their heads ; who , to conceal girls g THE VICAR OF Henry II.'s progrefs through Germany, when ...
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... she was the only wife of Wil- liam Whiston ; so I wrote a fimilar epitaph for my wife , though ftill living , in which I extolled her prudence , œconomy , and obedience till death ; and having got it copied fair , with an elegant frame ...
... she was the only wife of Wil- liam Whiston ; so I wrote a fimilar epitaph for my wife , though ftill living , in which I extolled her prudence , œconomy , and obedience till death ; and having got it copied fair , with an elegant frame ...
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... a rapid ftream , thrown from her horfe , and struggling with the torrent . She had funk twice ; nor was it in my power to difengage myself in time to bring bring her relief . My fenfations were even too violent WAKEFIELD . 23.
... a rapid ftream , thrown from her horfe , and struggling with the torrent . She had funk twice ; nor was it in my power to difengage myself in time to bring bring her relief . My fenfations were even too violent WAKEFIELD . 23.
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... she return- ed with a curtesy . He praised her taste , and she commended his understanding . An age could not have made them better acquainted : While the fond mother , too , equally happy , infifted up- on her landlord's ftepping in ...
... she return- ed with a curtesy . He praised her taste , and she commended his understanding . An age could not have made them better acquainted : While the fond mother , too , equally happy , infifted up- on her landlord's ftepping in ...
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Page 49 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Page 48 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Page 50 - And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. " And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep : A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Page 50 - To soothe the stranger's woe; For grief was heavy at his heart, And tears began to flow. His rising cares the Hermit spied, With answering care opprest: And, "Whence, unhappy youth," he cried, "The sorrows of thy breast?
Page 48 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, ' To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Page 53 - Twas Edwin's self that press'd. « Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, ^ ^ Restored to love and thee. « Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign ; And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine? « No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Page 26 - Our little habitation was situated at the foot of a sloping hill, sheltered with a beautiful underwood behind, and a prattling river before ; on one side a meadow, on the other a green.
Page 51 - But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray ; Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way.
Page 111 - Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Page 26 - Besides, as it was kept with the utmost neatness, the dishes, plates, and coppers, being well scoured, and all disposed in bright rows on the shelves, the eye was agreeably relieved, and did not want richer...