The Life of George Brummell, Esq., Commonly Called Beau Brummell, 1. cilt

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Scribner & Welford, 1886

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Sayfa 2 - Pure as the expanse of heaven I thither went With unexperienced thought and laid me down On the green bank to look into the clear Smooth lake that to me seemed another sky. As I bent down to look just opposite A shape within the watery gleam appeared Bending to look on me.
Sayfa 2 - Under a shade on flowers, much wondering where And what I was, whence thither brought, and how. Not distant far from thence a murmuring sound Of waters issued from a cave, and spread Into a liquid plain...
Sayfa 2 - Not distant far from thence a murmuring sound Of waters issued from a cave and spread Into a liquid plain then stood unmoved Pure as the expanse of heaven I thither went With unexperienced thought and laid me down On the green bank to look into the clear Smooth lake that to me seemed another sky.
Sayfa 134 - O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly; at dead of night; The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.
Sayfa 168 - 1 terzo cerchio serra La rividi più bella e meno altera. Per man mi prese e disse : In questa spera Sarai ancor meco, se '1 desir non erra. I* son colei che ti die' tanta guerra E compie
Sayfa 112 - Eh ! who is our fat friend ?" Having taken it into his head, at one time, to eat no vegetables, and being asked by a lady if he had never eaten any in his life, he said, " Yes, madam, I once eat a pea.
Sayfa 194 - Yes, on my faith, there are bouts-rime's on a buttered muffin, made by Her Grace the Duchess of Northumberland ; receipts to make them, by Corydon the venerable, alias George Pitt ; others, very pretty, by Lord Palmerston ; some by Lord Carlisle ; many by Mrs. Miller herself, that have no fault but wanting metre : and immortality promised to her without end or measure.
Sayfa 166 - Mais, si sur votre front je puis me voir un jour, La plus humble des fleurs sera la plus superbe.
Sayfa 66 - Street ; where, as he has often told me, the Prince would come in the morning to see his toilette, and would sit there so late, that he would send away his horses, and insist on Brummell giving him a quiet dinner, which generally ended in a deep potation.
Sayfa 294 - Ci-gît ma femme. Ah ! qu'elle est bien ; Pour son repos et pour le mien...

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