http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification 720 http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/search?docsPerPage%3D100;f5-date%3D1798%3A%3A06%3A%3A30 Results for your query: docsPerPage=100;f5-date=1798::06::30 Wed, 14 Jan 2009 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06257.xml I ROSE at the dawn, and without asking or bestowing a blessing, sallied forth into the high road to the city which passed near the house. I left nothing behind, the loss of which I regretted. I had purchased most of my own books with the product of my own separate industry, and their number being, of course, small, I had, by incessant application, gotten the whole of them by rote. They had ceased, therefore, to be of any further use. I left them, without reluctance, to the fate for which I knew them to be reserved, that of affording food and habitation to mice. http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06257.xml Tue, 30 Jun 1970 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06277.xml THE following anecdote relative to ventriloquism, contains some humour and is related by most undoubted au- thority, viz. Adrianus Turnebus, the greatest critic of the sixteenth cen- tury, who was admired and respected by all the learned in Europe. “There was a crafty fellow,” says he, “called Petrus Brabantius, who, as often as he pleased, would speak from his belly, with his mouth indeed open, but his lips unmoved, of which I have been repeatedly eye and ear-witness. In this manner he put divers cheats on several persons: amongst others, the following was well known:— There was a merchant of Lyons, lately dead, who had acquired a great estate by unjust dealings. Brabantius happening to be at Lyons, and hearing of this, comes one day to Cornutus, the son and heir of this merchant, as he walked in a portico behind the church-yard, and tells him that he was sent to inform him of what was to be done by him, and that it was more requisite to think of the soul and reputation of his father, than thus wander about ... http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06277.xml Tue, 30 Jun 1970 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06278.xml TAKE an old castle; pull down a part of it, and allow the grass to grow on the battlements, and provide the owls and bats with uninterrupted ha- bitations among the ruins. Pour a sufficient quantity of heavy rain upon the hinges and bolts of the gates, so that when they are attempted to be opened, they may creak most fear- fully. Next take an old man and woman, and employ them to sleep in a part of this castle, and provide them with frightful stories of lights that appear in the western or the eastern tower every night, and of music heard in the neighbouring woods, and ghosts dressed in white who perambulate the place. http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06278.xml Tue, 30 Jun 1970 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06285.xml THOUGH long, my lyre, unstrung, http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06285.xml Tue, 30 Jun 1970 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06286.xml IN vain, with ardent eye and daring hand, http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-06286.xml Tue, 30 Jun 1970 12:00:00 GMT