Bohemia in LondonDodd, Mead, 1907 - 293 من الصفحات |
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... dark , with bright shafts of light across the water and sparks of red and green from the lanterns on the boats . When a tug , with a train of barges , swept from under a bridge and brought me the invariable , unaccountable shiver with ...
... dark , with bright shafts of light across the water and sparks of red and green from the lanterns on the boats . When a tug , with a train of barges , swept from under a bridge and brought me the invariable , unaccountable shiver with ...
الصفحة 28
... dark before that first untidy supper was finished . So I placed a packing - case chair by the open window , and dipped through a volume of poetry , an anthology of English ballads , that had been marked at ninepence on an open book ...
... dark before that first untidy supper was finished . So I placed a packing - case chair by the open window , and dipped through a volume of poetry , an anthology of English ballads , that had been marked at ninepence on an open book ...
الصفحة 29
... dark to see , and a thou- sand hopes and fears flitting across the page carried me out of myself , but not so far that I did not know that this was my first night of free- dom , that for the first time in my life I was alone in a room ...
... dark to see , and a thou- sand hopes and fears flitting across the page carried me out of myself , but not so far that I did not know that this was my first night of free- dom , that for the first time in my life I was alone in a room ...
الصفحة 36
... dark came on , the P.B. would light Japanese lanterns that swung among the foliage , and then , sitting on a table , would read his poetry aloud to his customers . The restaurant did not pay better than was to be expected , and the P.B. ...
... dark came on , the P.B. would light Japanese lanterns that swung among the foliage , and then , sitting on a table , would read his poetry aloud to his customers . The restaurant did not pay better than was to be expected , and the P.B. ...
الصفحة 45
... dark for painters to judge the colours of their pictures , they flock out from the studios , some to go up to Soho for dinner , some to stroll with wife or friendly model in the dusk . The favourite promenade is along Cheyne Walk ...
... dark for painters to judge the colours of their pictures , they flock out from the studios , some to go up to Soho for dinner , some to stroll with wife or friendly model in the dusk . The favourite promenade is along Cheyne Walk ...
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الصفحة 207 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
الصفحة 195 - There, in a lonely room, from bailiffs snug, The muse found Scroggen stretch'd beneath a rug. A window, patch'd with paper, lent a ray, That dimly...
الصفحة 208 - Of his dull life ; then when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past ; wit that might warrant be For the whole City to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone Was able to make the two next companies Right witty ; though but downright fools, mere wise...
الصفحة 206 - Hermit hoar, in solemn cell Wearing out life's evening grey; Strike thy bosom, sage! and tell What is bliss, and which the way?' "Thus I spoke, and speaking sighed, Scarce repressed the starting tear, When the hoary sage replied, 'Come, my lad, and drink some beer.
الصفحة 99 - REAL LIFE IN LONDON : or, the Rambles and Adventures of Bob Tallyho, Esq., and his Cousin. The Hon. Tom Dashall.
الصفحة 208 - ELCOME all who lead or follow, To the Oracle of Apollo Here he speaks out of his pottle, Or the tripos, his tower bottle : All his answers are divine, Truth itself doth flow in wine. Hang up all the poor hop-drinkers, Cries old Sim, the king of skinkers ; 3 He the half of life abuses, That sits watering with the Muses.
الصفحة 43 - And being then asked why he did not discharge them, declared that they were bailiffs, who had introduced themselves with an execution, and whom, since he could not send them away, he had thought it convenient to embellish with liveries, that they might do him credit while they staid.
الصفحة 209 - Ah Ben! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts, Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had, As made us nobly wild, not mad? And yet each verse of thine Out-did the meat, out-did the frolic wine.
الصفحة 36 - His house excels all you have ever read of — a poetical Tinkerdom, without parallel even in literature. In his family room, where are a sickly large wife and a whole shoal of wellconditioned wild children, you will find half a dozen old rickety chairs gathered from half a dozen different hucksters, and all seemingly engaged, and just pausing, in a violent hornpipe. On these and around them and over the dusty table and ragged carpet lie all kinds of litter — books...
الصفحة 38 - Craigenputtock, an outlook from the back windows into more leafy regions, with here and there a red highpeaked old roof looking through, and see nothing of London except by day the summits of St. Paul's Cathedral and Westminster Abbey, and by night the gleam of the great Babylon, affronting the peaceful skies.