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Strona 53 - Oh, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, Oh, how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! X.
Strona 170 - Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Strona 87 - A something, light as air — a look, A word unkind or wrongly taken — Oh ! love, that tempests never shook, A breath, a touch like this hath shaken.
Strona 154 - Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high: — I'll look no more; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong.
Strona 118 - Birminghams ; they are very common-place humdrums, while the others are certainly, though secondary stars, yet of great brilliancy. Rich gilding will always attract. We shall all live to see Lady Birmingham, and her house, and her parties decided ton; for what will not gold buy in these days ? — rank, power, fashion, nay, even consideration. In this mercantile age, Birmingham is likely to become the emporium of trade. Money gives influence, and wins the prize Of taste and wit, while all contend...
Strona 39 - Then you will have the goodness to let me know as soon as you can. We had meant to have asked the Glenmores ; but I find they do not come till next week. The poor little soul can know so few people in London, that I think it will really be a positive duty to take her up.
Strona 122 - There is a new Institution that begins to make, and if it proceeds, will make a considerable noise. It is a club of both sexes to be erected at Almack's, on the model of that of the men of White's. Mrs. Fitzroy, Lady Pembroke, Mrs. Meynell, Lady Molyneux, Miss Pelham, and Miss Lloyd are the foundresses.
Strona 122 - Patronesses of ALMACK'S have interdicted pantaloons, tight or loose, at their assemblies ? We have seen a MS. instruction (which, alas ! never was printed), from this mighty conclave, announcing their fiat in these words, ' Gentlemen will not be admitted without breeches and stockings ! ' " No sooner was this mandate, in whatever terms the published one was couched, fulminated from Kingstreet, than the ' lean and slippered pantaloon' was exterminated, and, as the Directresses directed, * short hose
Strona 35 - What numbers, here, would, into fame advance Conscious of merit, in the coxcomb's dance ; The tavern ! park ! assembly ! mask ! and play ! Those dear destroyers of the tedious day ! That wheel of fops ! that saunter of the town ! Call it diversion, and the pill goes down.
Strona 153 - As thus they try their rival forces In whips, and carriages, and horses. What though their mistresses should fret, Be frightened, trampled on, or wet ? How, but by prancing in the mud, Can pampered cattle show their blood ? Honor's at stake ; — and what is comfort, Safety, or health, or any sum for't ? The bills, 'tis true, to those up-stairs, Are somewhat heavy, for repairs ; But courage, coachmen ! Such disasters Are not your business, but your masters'.