The Monthly Epitome, Volumen 3

W. Clarke, 1800

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Página 205 - The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor white man, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk; no wife to grind his corn. Chorus. Let us pity the white man; no mother has he, &c.
Página 340 - I'll venture my life She has drunk of the Well of St. Keyne ." "I have left a good woman who never was here...
Página 340 - For from cock-crow he had been travelling, And there was not a cloud in the sky. He drank of the water so cool and clear, For thirsty and hot was he, And he sat down upon the bank Under the willow-tree.
Página 340 - If the husband of this gifted well Shall drink before his wife, A happy man thenceforth is he, ,For he shall be master for life.
Página 266 - Pizarro ; a tragedy, in five acts ; as performed at the Theatre Royal in Drury-Lane : taken from the German drama of Kotzebue ; and adapted to the English stage by Richard Brinsley Sheridan.
Página 202 - I found myself stretched upon the sand with the bridle still in my hand, and the sun just sinking behind the trees. I now summoned all my resolution, and determined to make another effort to prolong my existence. And as the evening was somewhat cool, I resolved to travel as far as my limbs would carry me, in hopes of reaching (my only resource) a wateringplace.
Página 295 - I would recommend the following plan: To have a ciftern for holding the milk a little broader than the cloth, to be covered with a...
Página 300 - ... coat, you find a worthlefs impure pearl. I tried feveral of them, taking one lamella off after another, and found clear and impure by turns ; and in an impure pearl I met with one of a clear water, though in the centre of all I found a foreign particle. The largeft and...
Página 205 - About sunset, however, as I was preparing to pass the night in this manner, and had turned my horse loose that he might graze at liberty, a woman, returning from the labours of the field, stopped to observe me, and perceiving that I was weary and dejected, inquired into my situation, which I briefly explained to her; whereupon, with looks of great compassion, she took up my saddle and bridle and told me to follow her. Having conducted me into her hut, she lighted...
Página 297 - Every one of the divers, and even the moft expert, entertain a great dread cf the (harks, and will not, on any account, defcend until the conjurer has performed his ceremonies. This prejudice is fo deeply rooted in their minds, that the government was obliged to keep two fuch conjurers always in their pay, to remove the fears of their divers.

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