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In the year 1695 , a Piedmontese , who styled himself Count Caraffa , came to
Vienna , and privately waited on the prime minister , pretending he was sent by
the duke of Savoy on a very important affair , which they two were to negociate ...
In the year 1695 , a Piedmontese , who styled himself Count Caraffa , came to
Vienna , and privately waited on the prime minister , pretending he was sent by
the duke of Savoy on a very important affair , which they two were to negociate ...
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You cannot choose but have him to dinner ; and then you learn by the state of his
appetite that he breakfasted with Duke Humphrey . He says little during dinner ;
he allows that there was an appetite - provoking air in the park that morning ; and
...
You cannot choose but have him to dinner ; and then you learn by the state of his
appetite that he breakfasted with Duke Humphrey . He says little during dinner ;
he allows that there was an appetite - provoking air in the park that morning ; and
...
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Next to his house dwelt the Duke of Vantadour , who had married a daughter of
Monsieur de Montmorency , grand Conestable de France ; many visits being
exchanged between that Dutchess and the Lady of our Ambassador , it pleased
the ...
Next to his house dwelt the Duke of Vantadour , who had married a daughter of
Monsieur de Montmorency , grand Conestable de France ; many visits being
exchanged between that Dutchess and the Lady of our Ambassador , it pleased
the ...
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And now as every morning I mounted the great horse , so in the afternoon I many
times went a hunting , the manner of which was this : the Duke of Montmorency
having given order to the tenants of the town of Merlou , and some vil . lages ...
And now as every morning I mounted the great horse , so in the afternoon I many
times went a hunting , the manner of which was this : the Duke of Montmorency
having given order to the tenants of the town of Merlou , and some vil . lages ...
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... of Charles Duke of York 1604 ; and called for his hospitality and magnificence ,
the king of Cotswold . my self resolved to take shipping for the Low - G 5 OR ,
ENCYCLOPÆDIA OF ANECDOTE . 125 not so great as we thought, since the
tide .
... of Charles Duke of York 1604 ; and called for his hospitality and magnificence ,
the king of Cotswold . my self resolved to take shipping for the Low - G 5 OR ,
ENCYCLOPÆDIA OF ANECDOTE . 125 not so great as we thought, since the
tide .
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Página 163 - Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of; and, my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.
Página 163 - O Proserpina ! For the flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Página 306 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 240 - Get up, get up for shame ! the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws her fair Fresh-quilted colours through the air: Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree.
Página 241 - There on beds of violets blue, And fresh-blown roses wash'd in dew, Fill'd her with thee a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair.
Página 375 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Página 170 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And -we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 160 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold...
Página 171 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
Página 238 - The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
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| Título | The flowers of literature, or, Encyclopædia of anecdote, a coll. by W. Oxberry, Volumen2 The flowers of literature, or, Encyclopædia of anecdote, a coll. by W. Oxberry, William Oxberry |
| Editor | William Oxberry |
| Publicado | 1821 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 28 Jun. 2007 |
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