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Page xxiv - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; — and what's his reason? I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Page 43 - ... may as it were out of a long war come forth renowned and perfect commanders in the service of their country. They would not then, if they were trusted with fair and hopeful armies, suffer them, for want of just and wise discipline, to shed away from about them like sick feathers, though they be never so oft...
Page xviii - This coflee-house is every night crowded with men of parts. Almost every one you meet is a polite scholar and a wit. Jokes and bon mots are echoed from box to box ; every branch of literature is critically examined, and the merit of every production of the press, or performance at the theatres, weighed and determined.
Page 131 - Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my latter end be like his.
Page 69 - Nor ever yet did any good To them in streets that lie. His life was like a barrow hogge, That liveth many a day, Yet never once doth any good, Until men will him slay. Or like a filthy heap of dung, That lyeth in a whoard ; Which never can do any good, Till it be spread abroad.
Page 40 - ... according to the season, as was the Roman wont; first on foot, then as their age permits, on horseback, to all the art of cavalry ; that having in sport, but with much exactness and daily muster, served out the rudiments of their soldiership, in all the skill of embattling, marching, encamping, fortifying, besieging, and battering, with all the helps of ancient and modern stratagems, tactics, and warlike maxims...
Page xxi - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to shew virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.
Page 277 - Cake together : you must know, two must make it, two bake it, two break it, and the third put it under each of their pillows (but you must not speak a word all the time), and then you will dream of the man you are to have. This we did; and to be sure I did nothing all night but dream of Mr. Blossom. The same night, exactly at twelve o'clock, I sowed hempseed in our back yard, and said to myself, " Hempseed I sow, hemp-seed I hoe, and he that is my true love come after me and mow.
Page 331 - Wherein resembling Milton's Muse? Milton like thunder rolls along In all the majesty of song; While his low mimics meanly creep. Not quite awake, nor quite asleep : Or, if their thunder chance to roll, "Tis thunder of the mustard bowl. The stiff expression, phrases strange, The epithet's preposterous change, Forc'd numbers, rough and unpolite, Such as the judging ear affright, Stop in mid verse. Ye mimics vile ! Is't thus ye copy Milton's style ? His faults religiously ye trace, But borrow not a...