The letters of Horace Walpole, [ed. by J. Wright].

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Page 337 - And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.
Page 245 - For those that fly may fight again, Which he can never do that's slain.
Page 540 - Letters. Poor man ! he was always wishing for money, for fame, and other distinctions; and his whole philosophy consisted in living against his will in retirement, and in a place which his taste had adorned; but which he only enjoyed when people of note came to see and commend it : his correspondence is about nothing eke but this place and his own writings, with two or three neighbouring clergymen, who wrote verses too.
Page 513 - I am not yet intoxicated enough with it to think it would do for the stage, though I wish to see it acted ; but, as Mrs. Pritchard leaves the stage next month, I know nobody could play the Countess; nor am I disposed to expose myself to the impertinences of that jackanapes Garrick, who lets nothing appear but his own wretched stuff, or that of creatures still duller, who suffer him to alter their pieces as he pleases.
Page 29 - Indeed," says Horace Walpole, in his lively style, " one is forced to ask every " morning what victory there is, for fear of missing " one !
Page 52 - Sermons,' with his own comick figure, from a painting by Reynolds, at the head of them? They are in the style I think most proper for the pulpit, and show a strong imagination and a sensible heart ; but you see him often tottering on the verge of laughter, and ready to throw his periwig in the face of the audience.
Page 245 - But he that fights and runs away May live to fight another day.
Page 280 - I stood near him ; and his face, to use the expression of the Scripture of the first martyr— his face was as if it had been the face of an angel.
Page 169 - When we opened the chamber, in which were fifty people, with no light, but one tallow candle at the end, we tumbled over the bed of the child to whom the ghost comes, and whom they are murdering by inches in such insufferable heat and stench.
Page 118 - Yet to do the folks justice, they are sensible and reasonable, and civilized; their very language is polished since I lived among them. I attribute this to their more frequent intercourse with the world and the capital, by the help of good roads and postchaises, which, if they have abridged the King's dominions, have at least tamed his subjects.

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