THE OLD MARGATE HOY
ores -- our cold meat and our salads -- o none. Only a solitary biscuit imes obliged to prolong tance o court nor decline, o Margate, ted into to en all over ;; t, and some mournful passages, siging -of-door adventure, to me -- t up in populous cities for many mont upon my mind t try o chew upon.
ill it be t a digression (it may spare some uno account for tisfaction on t t of t time? I to ty of actual objects for satisfying our preconceptions of to tion. Let t, a mountain, for t time in tle mortified. t fill up t space, ake up in till a correspondency to notion, and in time groo it, so as to produce a very similar impression: enlarging ty. But tment. -- Is it not, t in tter o be, but, I am afraid, by tion unavoidably) not a definite object, as ts, or t mountain compassable by t all t once, tE ANtAGONISt OF t say ell ourselves so muc to be satisfied een (as I t from description. o it for t time -- all t all t entic part of life, -- all ives of ing strange tributes from expectation. -- deep, and of to it; of its t continents it y Plata, or Orellana, into its bosom, disturbance, or sense of augmentation; of Biscay she mariner
For many a day, and many a dreadful night,
Incessant labouring round tormy Cape;
of fatal rocks, and t;still-vexed Bermoot; of great ; of sunken sreasures soring dept monsters, to errible on earth --
Be but as buggs to frighal,
Compared ures in tral;
of naked savages, and Juan Fernandez; of pearls