Letters ... to sir Horace Mann, ed. by lord Dover, Volum 1

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Side xxxviii - It is the fashion to underrate Horace Walpole ; firstly, because he was a nobleman, and secondly, because he was a gentleman ; but to say nothing of the composition of his incomparable letters, and of the Castle of Otranto, he is the " Ultimus Romanorum," the author of the Mysterious Mother, a tragedy of the higher order, and not a puling love-play.
Side xxxviii - Walpole ; firstly, because he was a nobleman, and secondly, because he was a gentleman ; but, to say nothing of the composition of his incomparable letters, and of the " Castle of Otranto," he is the " Ultimus Romanorum," the author of the " Mysterious Mother," a tragedy of the highest order, and not a puling love-play. He is the father of the first romance and of the last tragedy in our language, and surely worthy of a higher place than any living writer, be he who he may.
Side 42 - is dying — but who can tell ! last year she had lain a great while ill, without speaking ; her physicians said, 'She must be blistered, or she will die.' She called out, ' I won't be blistered, and I won't die.
Side 151 - I see nothing wonderful in it ; but it is heresy to say so : the Duke of Argyll says, he is superior to Betterton. Now I talk of players, tell Mr. Chute, that his friend Bracegirdle breakfasted with me this morning. As she went out, and wanted her clogs, she turned to me, and said, " I remember at the playhouse, they used to call Mrs. Oldfield's chair ! Mrs. Barry's clogs ! and Mrs. Bracegirdle's pattens ! " I did, indeed, design the letter of this post for Mr.
Side xxix - It is a little plaything-house that I got out of Mrs. Chenevix's shop, and it is the prettiest bauble you ever saw. It is set in enamelled meadows, with filigree hedges : " A small Euphrates through the piece is roll'd And little finches wave their wings in gold.
Side xxx - Two delightful roads, that you would call dusty, supply me continually with coaches and chaises: barges as solemn as Barons of the Exchequer move under my window: Richmond Hill and Ham Walks bound my prospect; but thank God! the Thames is between me and the Duchess of Queensberry. Dowagers as plenty as flounders inhabit all around, and Pope's ghost is just now skimming under my window by a most poetical moonlight.
Side 30 - Lincoln* is the handsomest man in England. I believe I told you that Vernon's birthday passed quietly, but it was not designed to be pacific ; for at twelve at night, eight gentlemen, dressed like sailors, and masked, went round Covent Garden with a drum, beating up for a volunteer mob, but it did not take ; and they retired to a great supper that was prepared for them at the Bedford Head, and ordered by Whitehead,b the author of Manners.
Side 189 - In short, it is horrid to think what the poor creatures suffered : several of them were beggars, who, from having no lodging, were necessarily found in the street, and others honest labouring women. One of the dead was a poor washerwoman, big with child, who was returning home late from washing.
Side 317 - How dismal, how solitary, how scrub does this town look; and yet it has actually a street of houses better than Parma or Modena. Nay, the houses of the people of fashion, who come hither for the races, are palaces to what houses in London itself were fifteen years ago.
Side 76 - The day before the Westminster petition, Sir Charles Wager * gave his sou a ship, and the next day the father came down and voted against him. The son has since been cast away ; but they concealed it from the father, that he might not absent himself.

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