Here the ribs of a thousand pounds beating against the Needles—
those dangerous rocks, credulity here floated, to and fro, silks, stuffs, camlets,
and velvet, without giving place to each other, according to their dignity; here
rolled so many pipes of canary, whose bungholes lying open, were so damaged
that the merchant may go hoop for his money," A less picturesque, but more
truthful, and, therefore, more melancholy description of the same scene, is
furnished by the shrewd and satirical Ned Ward, who informs us, in the
"Delectable History of Whittington's College," that "When the prisoners are
disposed to recreate themselves with walking, they go up into a spacious room,
called the Stone Hall; where, when you see them taking a turn together, it would
puzzle one to know which is the gentleman, which the mechanic, and which the
beggar, for they are all suited in the same garb of squalid poverty, making a
spectacle of more pity than executions; only to be out at the elbows is in fashion
here, and a great indecorum not to be threadbare. ‘Gérard is not mad,
only of a disposition entirely interfering. But it was the form of her ruling determination; it was the only
form that she ever allowed to see daylight. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow
satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. ToC
Jonathan Wild's first object, as soon as he had made good his retreat, was to
ascertain what had become of his janizaries, and, if possible, to release them. Before there is any change, any real change, I shall be dead—dead—dead and
finished—two hundred years!. For Melusine was on him again, the point of her sword lunging so that he
backed up onto the dais. They were so good to me.
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