Points of misery; or Fables for mankind, illustr. by R. Cruikshank |
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... door . - Vignette - The Hypo- chondriac's Dream . POINT III . MISERIES OF TRAVELLING BY COACH . A Scene at the White - Horse Cellar - Touting an old Maid- " Come , t ' other tanner " - Queering the Flats - Squeezing a little one in ...
... door . - Vignette - The Hypo- chondriac's Dream . POINT III . MISERIES OF TRAVELLING BY COACH . A Scene at the White - Horse Cellar - Touting an old Maid- " Come , t ' other tanner " - Queering the Flats - Squeezing a little one in ...
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... door , a thun- der storm , an ill - natured remark , —all affected me as they had never done before . Above all things , I hated dark- ness , or extreme silence , or solitude : -for then the vapours of the mind arose , cloud after cloud ...
... door , a thun- der storm , an ill - natured remark , —all affected me as they had never done before . Above all things , I hated dark- ness , or extreme silence , or solitude : -for then the vapours of the mind arose , cloud after cloud ...
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... door , in his night - cap and stockings , just as I am sallying forth ; salute him with a good , round , forcible ejaculation for over- sleeping himself , and then knock him down stairs with the portmanteau ; jump over both , and run as ...
... door , in his night - cap and stockings , just as I am sallying forth ; salute him with a good , round , forcible ejaculation for over- sleeping himself , and then knock him down stairs with the portmanteau ; jump over both , and run as ...
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... door with " Good sporting country this ? " " Yes , sir , pretty well , if it wasn't for - poachers . " Good hit that for a bumpkin ; wouldn't take it to myself though . Found all the village assembled round 32 POINT III .
... door with " Good sporting country this ? " " Yes , sir , pretty well , if it wasn't for - poachers . " Good hit that for a bumpkin ; wouldn't take it to myself though . Found all the village assembled round 32 POINT III .
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... door in our hurry to escape being kicked to death . Coach a complete wreck ; rain falling in torrents ; clay roads , ankle deep ; no resource but tramping to Oxford ; took Mrs. Squelch under my protection , left Brummagem to waddle ...
... door in our hurry to escape being kicked to death . Coach a complete wreck ; rain falling in torrents ; clay roads , ankle deep ; no resource but tramping to Oxford ; took Mrs. Squelch under my protection , left Brummagem to waddle ...
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Almack's amusement Apoplexy artificial limb bailiffs balusters beauty bewitching Birmingham brain breakfast bright eyes Brummagem Bustler chimera clouds coach coat Cockney cold corner countenance cravat creatures Dashwood delight devil Dick door dreadful dreams earth eyes facetious fancied fashion fat landlady feeling fellow female fortune genii gentleman glance hand harridan head heart honour Horse humour hurry Hymen hypochondriac hyppish imagination Kitty knock Lady Mary laugh legs lives London lodging-house look Lord maid MARCUS MERRYWEATHER Marriage melancholy merry mind mirth misanthrope MISERIES OF AUTHORCRAFT Miss Seymour morning MULLIGRUBS never night nymphs old lady Oxford pass pavement persons Peter Pious pleasure pocket poet POINT VII Points of Misery poor portmanteau Ralph RANTIPOLES round Saluted says seat sixteen stone smoke Sociable sparkling species spirit stairs street taste Thespis thing thousand Tom's town violoncello Waddler wife window witty
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Strona 69 - And tatter'd covering, shrilly bawls his trade, Rousing the sleepy housemaid. At the door The milk-pail rattles, and the tinkling bell Proclaims the dustman's office; while the street Is lost in clouds impervious. Now begins The din of hackney-coaches, waggons, carts; While tinmen's shops, and noisy trunk-makers, Knife-grinders, coopers, squeaking cork-cutters, Fruit barrows, and the hunger-giving cries Of vegetable venders, fill the air.
Strona 68 - Buy my flounders, and is followed by an old burly drab, that screams out the sale of her maids and her soul at the same instant. Here a sooty chimney-sweeper takes the wall of a grave alderman, and a broom-man jostles the parson of the parish. There a fat greasy porter runs a trunk full-butt upon you, while another salutes your antlers with a basket of eggs and butter. Turn out there, you country putt, says a bully with a sword two yards long jarring at his heels, and throws him into the kennel.
Strona 86 - Had spoilt the best chintz curtains and the paper And cost her many a pound in stucco : And then she quoted our King James, who saith "Tobacco is the Devil's breath.
Strona 67 - London is a world by itself; we daily discover in it more new countries and surprising singularities than in all the universe besides. There are among the Londoners so many nations differing in manners, customs, and religions, that the inhabitants themselves don't know a quarter of ‘em. Imagine, then, what an Indian would think of such a motley herd of people...
Strona 97 - The sheriff being *answerable for the misdemesnors (17) of these bailiffs, they are therefore usually bound in an obligation with sureties for the due execution of their office, and thence are called bound-bailiffs; which the common people have corrupted into a much more homely appellation.
Strona 70 - Is slily open'd, and the half-worn suit (Sometimes the pilfer'd treasure of the base Domestic spoiler), for one half its worth, Sinks in the green abyss. The porter now Bears his huge load along the burning way ; And the poor poet wakes from busy dreams, To paint the summer morning.
Strona 17 - ... empty dreams. But this is with you for ever. The' phantom of fear is always about you. You feel it in the day at every turn ; and at night you see it illuminated and made terrible, in a million fantastic shapes.
Strona 85 - twas meat, and drink, and physic, To see the friendly vapour Curl round his midnight taper, And the black fume Clothe all the room, In clouds as dark as science mataphysic.
Strona 86 - So still he smoked, and drank, and crack'd his joke; and, had he single tarried, he might have smoked, and still grown old in smoke : but Richard married. His wife was one who carried the cleanly virtues almost to a vice, she was so nice : and thrice a week, above, below, the house was...