Sketches from St. George's Fields

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Stodart and Steuart, 1820 - 170 頁

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第 122 頁 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!
第 50 頁 - ... vice can show her front unawed ; Where thrives whate'er the vilest of our kind, Can teach to brutify, and sink the mind, Where weary reason fails her watch to keep, And the tired conscience finds a troubled sleep ; Where every check and barrier is remov'd, Of countenances fear'd, and bosoms lov'd, Where bold and bad examples lead the way, And, every hour, facilities betray ; Where feverish impatience fires the blood Distemper'd by the madding neighbourhood ; Where hope of some short joy the sanguine...
第 52 頁 - Two months ago he was an airy thing, Light, crisp, and elegant, and free of wing, Graceful in manners, stylish in attire, In converse full of wit, of zest, and fire. Soon sank his spirits, faded every grace, Before the withering influence of the place : Not of that order of high minds was he, Whose efforts rise with growing misery : From wine he sought false courage, and the glow That gave a hollow respite to his woe. Soon larger draughts were needful in the sleep That kills all memory, each sense...
第 49 頁 - Meet those their capias yesterday made fast. There walks a youth whose father, for reform, Has shut him up where countless vices swarm. But little is that parent skill'd to trace The springs of action,— little knows the place, Who sends an ailing mind to where disease Its inmost citadel of health...
第 169 頁 - Perch' io al cominciar ne lagrimai. Diverse lingue, orribili favelle, Parole di dolore, accent! d' ira, Voci alte e fioche, e suon di man con elle FaceVan un tumulto il qual s' aggira Sempre in quell' aria senza tempo tinta, Come la rena quando '1 turbo spira.
第 50 頁 - ... their capias yesterday made fast. There walks a youth whose father, for reform, Has shut him up where countless vices swarm. But little is that parent skill'd to trace The springs of action, — little knows the place, •Who sends an ailing mind to where disease Its inmost citadel of health may seize. Faint are the calls of decency, when broad And naked vice can show her front unawed ; Where thrives whate'er the vilest of our kind, Can teach to brutify, and sink the mind, Where weary reason...
第 49 頁 - Here finiah'd tailors, never to be paid, Turn eyes on many a coat themselves have made; And bailiffs, caught by their own arts at last, Meet those their capias yesterday made fast. There walks a youth, whose father, for reform, Has shut him up where countless vices swarm : But little is that parent skill'd...
第 40 頁 - mid the laughter of the brutal throng Dark frowning, thro' the door lie moved along. Within the upper lobby Morris sate, And touch'd with easy complaisance his hat ; And cried, not deigning from his seat to stir, " We hope you're pretty comfortable, sir.
第 110 頁 - Than stared both Fang and Snare, when now unroll'd The talisman of mighty power they saw : That wondrous amulet at once controll'd, As with the force of an acknowledged law, The disappointed bailiff's outstretch'd paw. ' Fang and his follower both stood astonished, With gaping mouths and eyes distended wide: Them Lawless thus with gravity admonished, While peals of laughter rang on every side From guests and waiters, who the scene had eyed : " Good evening, friends ; enjoy your jubilee ; And, if...
第 50 頁 - ... Where every check and barrier is removed, Of countenances fear'd, and bosoms loved ; Where bold and bad examples lead the way, And, every hour, facilities betray ; Where feverish impatience fires the blood Distemper'd by the madding neighbourhood ; Where hope of some short joy the sanguine draws, 210 And vanity is fed by bad applause, The brute his wonted offal seeks, the fool Falls, with his weight, or, push'd by ridicule.

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