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Nash's excellent History of Worcestershire, vol. ii. p. 318.
Portland Place was built about 1772, and measures 126 feet in width. It is one-third of a mile long, and was designed by the brothers Adam. It was Nash's fancy to make Regent Street run straight on into Portland Place to lead up to a palace to be built for the King in Regent's Park, but this design was subsequently abandoned. The Chinese Embassy is in No. 49.
There is only one of the company who is not now sick to death of Nash's satires on Martin Marprelate; and perhaps even he has had enough of them, only he is as yet too obscure a person to say so. That is Will; and Nash detains him for a moment just to listen to his last words on the Marprelate controversy.
The future lay all unknown before me. My work at Hawk Street, my residence at Mrs Nash's, my eight shillings a week, I had yet to find out what they all meant; at present all was blank all, that is, except one spot, and that was the spot occupied by my friend Smith. I could reckon on him, I knew, whatever else failed me.
Suddenly Helen Nash's memory served her so well that she regained control of her wits with a shock. Here is what she remembered: "I don't want them to scare you with a ghost" these words uttered by little Glen just before his warning speech was interrupted by the appearance of Addie Graham at the girls' camp. That recollection was enough for Helen.
The greater part of the book is a "collachrimate oration" over Jerusalem, placed in the mouth of our Saviour; by degrees the veil of Jerusalem grows thinner and thinner, and we see more and more clearly through it the London of Elizabeth, denounced by a pensive and not, this time, a turbulent satirist. In 1594 Nash's pen was particularly active.
You can go up in one of Simon Nash's wagons; and I'll get a nurse up there as soon as I can." The launch had tied up to the larger dock, and Hand and Little Simon had been waiting some minutes while Agatha and the doctor conferred together. Now, as Agatha hesitated, the businesslike Hand was at her elbow. "I can help you, Mademoiselle, if you will let me. I have had some experience with sick men."
I had sacrificed him, but he had yet another, more faithful and honest than ever I had been, ready to champion his cause, and rejoicing to do him service. I slunk home to Mrs Nash's that evening more disgusted and discontented with myself than ever. My conscience, no longer to be kept down, was reproaching me right and left.
Hardly aware of Nash's blows, Kurt tore at him, swung and choked him, bore him down on the bank, and there beat him into a sodden, bloody-faced heap. Only then did a cry of distress, seemingly from far off, pierce Kurt's ears. Miss Anderson was pulling at him with frantic hands. "Oh, don't kill him! Please don't kill him!" she was crying. "Kurt! for my sake, don't kill him!"
It is extraordinary that a man can make so many picturesque, striking, and apparently apposite remarks, and yet leave us so frequently in doubt as to his meaning. If this was the result of the imitation of Aretino, Nash's choice of a master was scarcely a fortunate one. Thomas Nash was now thirty-two years of age, and with the publication of "Lenten Stuff" we lose sight of him.
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