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Stran 187 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Stran 42 - I will not bore my reader with the tiresome cant of "effect," "expression," "force," "depth," and " relief," but, instead of all this, will tell him a short story about the painting, which, if it has no other merit, has at least that of authenticity. Rubens — who, among his other tastes, was a great florist — was very desirous to enlarge his garden, by adding to it a patch of ground adoining.
Stran 187 - With equal taste and judgement it is provided that the deep recesses of the forest, and the ' oak, whose antique root peeps out upon the brook that brawls along the wood,' should be the scenes whence Jaques inculcated his lessons of philosophy and morality.
Stran 241 - Why, soldiers, why Should we be melancholy, boys! Why, soldiers, why? Whose business 'tis to die?
Stran 22 - ... sauce, to any one guest in preference to another. The table d'hote, which began at one, concluded a little before three, during which time our host, when not helping others, was busily occupied in helping himself, and it was truly amazing to witness the steady perseverance with which he waded through every dish, making himself master in all its details of every portion of the dinner, from the greasy soup to that acme of Dutch epicurism, Utrecht cheese. About a quarter before three, the long dinner...