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PELHAM
VOLUME I.
CHAPTER I.
CHAPTER II.
CHAPTER III.
CHAPTER IV.
Oh! la belle chose que la Poste!—Lettres de Sevigne.
CHAPTER V.
CHAPTER VI.
Why sleeps he not, when others are at rest?—Byron.
CHAPTER VII.
You reach a chilling chamber, where you dread Damps.—Crabbe's Borough.
CHAPTER VIII.
Jusqu'au revoir le ciel vous tienne tous en joie.—Moliere.
CHAPTER IX.
Therefore to France.—Henry IV.
CHAPTER X.
Seest thou how gayly my young maister goes?—Bishop Hall's Satires.
CHAPTER XI.
CHAPTER XII.
CHAPTER XIII.
CHAPTER XIV.
CHAPTER XV.
CHAPTER XVI.
Quis sapiens bono Confidat fragili.—Seneca.
CHAPTER XVII.
CHAPTER XVIII.
VOLUME II.
CHAPTER XIX.
CHAPTER XX.
Reddere person ae scit convenientia cuique.—Horace: Ars Poetica.
CHAPTER XXI.
CHAPTER XXII.
CHAPTER XXIII.
CHAPTER XXIV.
Voila de l'erudition.—Les Femmes Savantes.
CHAPTER XXV.
CHAPTER XXVI.
CHAPTER XXVII.
Je noterai cela, Madame, dans mon livre.—Moliere.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
CHAPTER XXIX.
VOLUME III.
CHAPTER XXX.
CHAPTER XXXI.
Well, he is gone, and with him go these thoughts.—Shakspeare.
CHAPTER XXXII.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
CHAPTER XXXV.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
More voices!
CHAPTER XXXVII.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
Mihi jam non regia Roma, Sed vacuum Tibur placet.—Horace.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
CHAPTER XL.
CHAPTER XLI.
CHAPTER XLII.
CHAPTER XLIII.
Veteres revocavit artes.—Horace.
VOLUME IV.
CHAPTER XLIV.
Cum pulchris tunicis sumet nova consilia et spes.—Horace.
CHAPTER XLV.
CHAPTER XLVI.
CHAPTER XLVII.
CHAPTER XLVIII.
CHAPTER XLIX.
CHAPTER L.
CHAPTER LI.
I hate a drunken rogue.—Twelfth Night.
CHAPTER LII.
CHAPTER LIII.
CHAPTER LIV.
CHAPTER LV.
Intus et in jecore aegro, Nascuntur domini.—Persius.
CHAPTER LVI.
CHAPTER LVII.
VOLUME V.
CHAPTER LVIII.
CHAPTER LIX.
CHAPTER LX.
Charge, Chester, charge!—Marmion.
CHAPTER LXI.
Hinc Canibus blandis rabies venit—Virgil Georgics.
CHAPTER LXII.
CHAPTER LXIII.
CHAPTER LXIV.
'Tis but a single murder.—Lillo: Fatal Curiosity.
CHAPTER LXV.
VOLUME VI.
CHAPTER LXVI.
CHAPTER LXVII.
In solo vivendi causa palato est.—Juvenal.
CHAPTER LXVIII.
CHAPTER LXIX.
CHAPTER LXX.
CHAPTER LXXI.
Nocet empta dolore voluptas.—Ovid.
CHAPTER LXXII.
VOLUME VII.
CHAPTER LXXIII.
CHAPTER LXXIV.
CHAPTER LXXV.
CHAPTER LXXVI.
CHAPTER LXXVII.
A thousand crowns, or else lay down your head.—2nd Part of Henry VI.
CHAPTER LXXVIII.
Away with him to prison—where is the provost?—Measure for Measure.
CHAPTER LXXIX.
Nihil est furacius illo Non fuit Autolyci tam piccata manus.—Martial.
VOLUME VIII.
CHAPTER LXXX.
K. Henry. Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head.
CHAPTER LXXXI.
Pectus praeceptis format amicis.—Horace.
CHAPTER LXXXII.
Et cantare pares, et respondere parati.—Virgil.
CHAPTER LXXXIII.
CHAPTER LXXXIV.
Ille viam secat ad naves sociosque, revisit.—Virgil.
CHAPTER LXXXV.
CHAPTER LXXXVI.
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