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"It is right that you go, since you have most to revenge. None of us has been robbed of so many years of life as you, who are the youngest among us." "I desire not to be revenged on any man," said the maiden. "You are to go at once," said Herr Arne. "And you will not be alone. You know that there are two among the living who sat with us here at table a week ago."

Mrs. Cibber was the sister of Dr. Arne the musical composer, and the wife of Theophilus Cibber, Colley Cibber's son. She died in 1766, and was buried in the cloisters of Westminster Abbey. Baker's Biog. Dram. i. 123. See ante, under Sept. 30, 1783. See ante, i. 197, and ii. 348. Johnson had set him to repeat the ninth commandment, and had with great glee put him right in the emphasis.

"Dull H l y, dull H l y, Your audience feel ye A speaker of very great weight, And they wish you were dumb, When, with ponderous hum, You lengthened the drowsy debate, Dull H l y, You lengthened the drowsy debate." "Mrs. Arne, Mrs.

They then entered the room and found all as the curate had said. The great oaken chest in which Herr Arne kept his money was gone, and Herr Arne's horse had been taken from the stable and his sledge from the shed. Sledge tracks led from the yard across the glebe meadows down to the sea, and twenty men hastened away to seize the murderers.

There, on a square tablet of granite, which had been smoothed by rubbing it with another stone, we could see two mysterious, and much worn letters, the two initials of the bold and extraordinary traveler who had preceded us on our adventurous journey. "A. S.!" cried my uncle. "You see, I was right. Arne Saknussemm, always Arne Saknussemm!"

"That last I cannot answer," replied the man. "This only I know, that the night before the Jemtland people attacked us, a man came to the door of the house where I lodged, and giving me this said, 'Fly, war is afoot, and with that he left as suddenly as he came. I aroused my master Arne, and one or two more, and thanks to the warning, we escaped the fate of our comrades.

Of those who must be regarded as contemporaries merely, were William Pitt, the "Great Commoner," and yet greater Earl of Chatham; Henry Fox, Lord Holland; and Charles Pratt, Earl Camden. Gilbert West, the translator of Pindar, may also have been at Eton in Fielding's time, as he was only a year older, and was intimate with Lyttelton. Thomas Augustine Arne, again, famous in days to come as Dr.

But at the same time he tried again to quiet the dog. "Bless me, what is your quarrel with Herr Arne? He is the richest man in the country. He is of noble birth, and had he not been a priest there would have been a great lord of him." But this could not avail to bring the dog to silence. Then Torarin lost patience, so that he took Grim by the scruff of the neck and threw him off the sledge.

There was a theatre in the Gardens, in which balls, concerts, and scenic displays took place. The musical department was for some time under the direction of Dr. Arne, and the fireworks under Signor Torre. An allegorical play was performed on June 4, 1772, in honour of the King's birthday.

Von Arne had dug through a score of great libraries, and had travelled all the world over, frequenting cafes and salons, monasteries and prayer-cells, prisons and hospitals and asylums wherever one might get new glimpses of the extraordinarily intricate phenomena of the aberration called "Genius". He had several thousand cases of it at his finger-tips he had measured its reaction-times and calculated its cephalic index, and analyzed its secretions and tested it for indecan.