And inquiring at those whom he considered the best newsmongers, vol. 2, p. 276.
He faltered out inquiries at his niece, vol. 1, p. 20.
Your father asked none save at his courage and his sword, vol. 1, p. 260.
The concluding (of) a literary undertaking, vol. 2, p. 1.
I would as soon dress a corpse, when the great fiend himself—God sain us—stood visibly before us, than when Elspat of the Free is amongst us, vol. 1, p. 250. November 7, 1827. Oculus.[2]
LETTER
Written in the Condemned Cells, Newgate, by Captain Lee, the night previous to his execution, being convicted of forging a bill of exchange for 15l. on the Ordnance Office.
Newgate, March 3, 1784.
My Dear Sir,—Before this reaches you, the head that dictates and the hand that traces these lines shall be no more. Earthly cares shall all be swallowed up, and the death of an unthinking man shall have atoned for the trespass he has committed against the laws of his country. But ere the curtain be for ever dropped, or remembrance leave this tortured breast, let me take this last and solemn leave of one with whom I have passed so many social and instructive hours, whose conversation I fondly cultivated, and whose friendship for me I hope will remain, even after the clay-cold hand of death has closed my eyes in everlasting darkness.