The Portfolio: Monographs on Artistic Subjects..., Utgaver 47-48

Philip Gilbert Hamerton
Seeley, 1906

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Side 27 - The Duke of Grafton takes his nightly opiate of lottery, and sleeps as usual between the Princesses Amelia and Caroline. Lord Grantham strolls from one room to another (as Dryden says), like some discontented ghost that oft appears, and is forbid to speak ; and stirs himself about as people stir a fire, not with any design, but in hopes to make it burn brisker.
Side 41 - The painters who have applied themselves more particularly to low and vulgar characters, and who express with precision the various shades of passion, as they are exhibited by vulgar minds, (such as we see in the works of Hogarth,) deserve great praise ; but as their genius has been employed on low and confined subjects, the praise which we give must be as limited as its object.
Side 18 - Love him! worse and worse! I thought the girl had been better bred. Oh, husband ! husband ! her folly makes me mad ! my head swims ! I'm distracted ! I can't support myself Oh!
Side 50 - Think of me, the subject of a mob, who was scarce ever before in a mob, addressing them in the townhall, riding at the head of two thousand people through such a town as Lynn, dining with above two hundred of them, amid bumpers, huzzas, songs, and tobacco, and finishing with country dancing at a ball and sixpenny whisk...
Side 22 - It began at three o'clock, and about five, people of fashion began to go. When you entered, you found the whole garden filled with masks, and spread with tents, which remained all night very commodely.
Side 65 - I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph; sometime sitting in the shade like a Goddess; sometime singing like an angel; sometime playing like Orpheus. Behold the sorrow of this world! Once amiss, hath bereaved me of all.
Side 100 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be; They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Side 27 - ... an almanac for the day of the week, and a watch for the hour of the day, you may inform yourself fully, without any other intelligence but your memory, of every transaction within the verge of the Court. Walking, chaises, levees, and audiences fill the morning. At night the King plays at commerce and...
Side 18 - Twice a week there are to be ridottos, at guinea tickets, for which you are to have a supper and music. I was there last night, but did not find the joy of it. Vauxhall is a little better ; for the garden is pleasanter, and one goes by water.

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