The Miseries of Human Life, Or, the Last Groans of Timothy Testy and Samuel Sensitive: With a Few Supplementary Sighs from Mrs. Testy, with which are Now for the First Time Interspersed, Varieties, Incidental to the Principal Matter, in Prose and Verse, in Nine Additional Dialogues as Overheard by James Beresford, Volume 2
W. Miller, 1807
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Page 191 - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Page 172 - The state of writhing torture into which you are occasionally thrown by the sudden and unexpected questions or remarks of a child before a large company ; a little wretch of your own, for instance, that will run up to an unmarried lady (one who would rather be thought a youthful sinner than an...
Page 173 - ... saint), and then harrow you by crying out, before you have time to gag it, " Now, do, miss — let me count the creases in your face — there's one, there's two, there's three,
Page 169 - And rouse him, like a rattling Peal of Thunder. Hark, hark, the horrid Sound Has rais'd up his Head; As awak'd from the Dead, And amaz'd, he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Page 130 - ... per annum to seek for all his knowledge of new books by hearsay ; or through the glimmering medium of those wills-o-thewisp, the reviewers; or out of the circulating library, where nothing circulates — but the catalogue ! Catching a glimpse, at a corner of a street, of your oldest and dearest friends, Punch and his party, all in full squeak and scuffle: from whom, however, the cruel decorums of age and character oblige you, after "snatching a fearful joy,