Essay on Irish bulls, by R. L. and M. EdgeworthJ. Johnson, 1808 - 280 страница |
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... changed me 99 at nurse . " Lord Orford particularly admires this bull because in the confusion of the blun- derer's ideas he is not clear even of his per- sonal identity . Philosophers will not perhaps be so ready as his lordship has ...
... changed me 99 at nurse . " Lord Orford particularly admires this bull because in the confusion of the blun- derer's ideas he is not clear even of his per- sonal identity . Philosophers will not perhaps be so ready as his lordship has ...
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... changed at nurse ; con- sequently there was no continuity of iden- tity between the infant and the man who expressed his hatred of the nurse for perpe- trating the fraud . At all events the con- fusion of identity , which excited lord ...
... changed at nurse ; con- sequently there was no continuity of iden- tity between the infant and the man who expressed his hatred of the nurse for perpe- trating the fraud . At all events the con- fusion of identity , which excited lord ...
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... changed me in the cradle . " In Moliere's Amphitrion there is a dia- logue between Mercure and Socie evident- ly taken from the attic Lucian . Socie be- ing completely puzzled out of his personal identity , if not out of his senses ...
... changed me in the cradle . " In Moliere's Amphitrion there is a dia- logue between Mercure and Socie evident- ly taken from the attic Lucian . Socie be- ing completely puzzled out of his personal identity , if not out of his senses ...
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... changed his tone . He ne- ver more complained unjustly that Do- minick broke Priscian's head , seldom called him irish plockit , and once would have flogged a welsh boy for taking up this cast off expression of the master's , but the ...
... changed his tone . He ne- ver more complained unjustly that Do- minick broke Priscian's head , seldom called him irish plockit , and once would have flogged a welsh boy for taking up this cast off expression of the master's , but the ...
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... changed for a more generał term , is here brought distinctly to the eye by the term mazard , or face , which is more appropriate to his majesty's profile than the words skull or head . By the holy ! you fleshed ' em , says he . By the ...
... changed for a more generał term , is here brought distinctly to the eye by the term mazard , or face , which is more appropriate to his majesty's profile than the words skull or head . By the holy ! you fleshed ' em , says he . By the ...
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absurdity admiration amongst asked attic dialect aunt Honour avoit bêtises Blackheath blun bold bred brogue brother called catachresis chaise countryman cried customhouse dialect Dublin Edwards enallage England Englishman errours étoit eyes fait french gentleman give hand head hear heard heart hero hibernian homme humour hundred guineas Hyder Ali hyperbole ideas ignorant Ireland irish blunders irish bull Irishman Joe Miller knew lady language laugh little Dominick looked lord MARIA EDGEWORTH miss Sharperson Mount Vesuvius nations never numbers observed Ogham orator Owen ap Jones person Phelim O'Mooney plase your honour plockit poets poor practical bull qu'il Queasy recollect ridicule Rose says scotch Scotchman sergeant Sèvre Sèvre china Shakspeare shittim wood shoeblack sir John Bull speak species speech spirits superiour sure talked tell Tenterten Terence ther thing thought tion told vulgar welsh word
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Страница 84 - Boeotian absurdity of our neighbours. What can, at first view, appear a grosser blunder than that of the Irishman who begged a friend to look over his library, to find for him the history of the world before the creation? Yet this anachronism of ideas is not unparalleled; it is matched, though on a more contracted scale, by an inscription on a British finger-post— "Had you seen these roads before they were made, You'd lift up your eyes, and bless Marshal Wade!
Страница 124 - Ye are the eldest man that I can espy in all this company, so that if any man can tell any cause of it, ye of likelihood can say most of it, or at leastwise more than any man here assembled. Yea, forsooth, good Master...
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