Private Correspondence of Horace Walpole, Earl of Orford: Now First Collected, Volume 2Rodwell and Martin, 1820 |
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... Strafford . The house is a pompous front screening an old house : it was built by the last lord on a design of the Prussian architect Bott , who is mentioned in the King's Memoires de Brandenburg , and is not ugly : the one pair of ...
... Strafford . The house is a pompous front screening an old house : it was built by the last lord on a design of the Prussian architect Bott , who is mentioned in the King's Memoires de Brandenburg , and is not ugly : the one pair of ...
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... Strafford's old house , and this front almost blocked up with hills , and every thing un- finished round it , nay within it . The great apart- ment , which is magnificent , is untouched : the chimney - pieces lie in boxes unopened . The ...
... Strafford's old house , and this front almost blocked up with hills , and every thing un- finished round it , nay within it . The great apart- ment , which is magnificent , is untouched : the chimney - pieces lie in boxes unopened . The ...
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... Strafford and his secretary , and could not help reverencing his bed - chamber . With all his faults and arbitrary behaviour one must worship his spirit and eloquence : where one esteems but a single royalist , one need not fear being ...
... Strafford and his secretary , and could not help reverencing his bed - chamber . With all his faults and arbitrary behaviour one must worship his spirit and eloquence : where one esteems but a single royalist , one need not fear being ...
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... Strafford . We saw that monument of part of poor sir John * * * ' s extravagance , his house and garden , which he left orders to make without once looking at either plan . The house is a bastard Gothic , but of not near the extent I ...
... Strafford . We saw that monument of part of poor sir John * * * ' s extravagance , his house and garden , which he left orders to make without once looking at either plan . The house is a bastard Gothic , but of not near the extent I ...
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... Strafford carried us to Worksop , where we passed two days . The house is huge , and one of the magnificent works of old Bess of Hardwicke , who guarded the queen of Scots here for some time in a wretched little bed- chamber within her ...
... Strafford carried us to Worksop , where we passed two days . The house is huge , and one of the magnificent works of old Bess of Hardwicke , who guarded the queen of Scots here for some time in a wretched little bed- chamber within her ...
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Page 203 - This grave scene was fully contrasted by the burlesque duke of Newcastle. He fell into a fit of crying the moment he came into the chapel, and flung himself back in a stall, the archbishop hovering over him with a smelling-bottle ; but in two minutes his curiosity got the better of his hypocrisy, and he ran about the chapel with his glass to spy who was or was not there, spying with one hand, and mopping his eyes with the other. Then returned the...
Page 223 - ... are exhausting the dregs of their pitiful lives in squabbles and pamphlets. The surprise the pictures gave me is again renewed ; accustomed for many years to see nothing but wretched daubs and varnished copies at auctions, I look at these as enchantment. My own description of them seems poor j but shall I tell you truly, the majesty of Italian ideas almost sinks before the warm nature of Flemish colouring.
Page 217 - The stone which the builders refused is become the head-stone of the corner. This is the Lord's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes.
Page 326 - Lady Mary Wortley is arrived; I have seen her; I think her avarice, her dirt, and her vivacity, are all increased. Her dress, like her languages, is a galimatias of several countries; the ground-work rags, and the embroidery nastiness.
Page 343 - Why, the single eloquence of Mr. Pitt, like an annihilated star, can shine many months after it has set. I tell you it has conquered Martinico.
Page 226 - It is plain I never knew for how many trades I was formed, when at this time of day I can begin electioneering, and succeed in my new vocation. 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...
Page 79 - Waller says be true, that The soul's dark cottage, batter'd and decay'd, Lets in new Light thro
Page 5 - One scrambles over a huge terrass, on which mountain ashes and various trees spring out of the very rocks ; and at the brow is the den, but not spacious enough for such an inmate. However, I am persuaded it furnished Pope with this line, so exactly it answers to the picture : " On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes.
Page 328 - ... prentices and old women. We stayed however till half an hour after one. The Methodists have promised them contributions ; provisions are sent in like forage, and all the taverns and ale-houses in the neighbourhood make fortunes.
Page 467 - ... and veiling sense, Achieves that conquest o'er the heart Sense seldom gains, and never art : This lady, 'tis our royal will Our laureate's vacant seat should fill ; A chaplet of immortal bays Shall crown her...