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A Memoir of George Cruikshank William Makepeace Thackeray,Frederic George Stephens No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 101 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman!" Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again flew open in short space; The tollmen thinking, as before, that Gilpin rode a race.
Page 133 - LIFE IN LONDON : or, the Day and Night Scenes of Jerry Hawthorn, Esq., and his Elegant Friend, Corinthian Tom.
Page 131 - He has told a thousand truths in as many strange and fascinating ways ; he has given a thousand new and pleasant thoughts to millions of people ; he has never used his wit dishonestly ; he has never, in all the exuberance of his frolicsome humour, caused a single painful or guilty blush : how little do we think of the extraordinary power of this man, and how ungrateful we are to him...
Page 73 - There must be no smiling with Cruikshank. A man who does not laugh outright is a dullard, and has no heart; even the old dandy of sixty must have laughed at his own wondrous grotesque image, as they say Louis Philippe did, who saw all the caricatures that were made of himself. And there are some of Cruikshank's designs which have the blessed faculty of creating laughter as often as you sec them.
Page 85 - My bonnie lass, I work in brass, A tinkler is my station ; I've travell'd round all Christian ground In this my occupation. I've ta'en the gold, I've been enroll'd In many a noble squadron ; But vain they search'd, when off I march'd To go an
Page 70 - One wanders and gropes in a slough of stock-jobbing, one sinks or rises in a storm of politics, and in either case it is as good to fall as to rise— to mount a bubble on the crest of the wave, as to sink a stone to the bottom. The reader who has seen the name affixed to the head of this article did scarcely expect to be entertained with a declamation upon ingratitude, youth, and the vanity of human pursuits, which may seem at first sight to have little to do with the subject in hand. But (although...
Page 74 - But our clown lies in his grave; and our harlequin, Ellar, prince of how many enchanted islands, was he not at Bow Street the other day, - in his dirty, tattered, faded motley - seized as a lawbreaker, for acting at a penny theatre, after having wellnigh starved in the streets, where nobody would listen to his old guitar? No one gave a shilling to bless him: not one of us who owe him so much.
Page 82 - Kate are dancing ; ambling gallantly in Rotten Row ; or examining the poor fellow at Newgate who was having his chains knocked off before hanging : all these scenes remain indelibly engraved upon the mind, and so far we are independent of all the circulating libraries in London.
Page 73 - Knight's, in Sweeting's Alley; Fairburn's, in a court off Ludgate Hill; Hone's, in Fleet Street - bright, enchanted palaces, which George Cruikshank used to people with grinning, fantastical imps, and merry, harmless sprites, - where are they? Fairburn's shop knows him no more; not only has Knight disappeared from Sweeting's Alley, but, as we are given to understand, Sweetings Alley has disappeared from the face of the globe. Slop, the atrocious Castlereagh, the sainted Caroline (in a tight pelisse,...
Page 85 - But oh! they catch'd him at the last, And bound him in a dungeon fast; My curse upon them every one! They've hang'd my braw John Highlandman. And now a widow I must mourn The pleasures that will ne'er return; No comfort but a hearty can, When I think on John Highlandman. A pigmy scraper wi...