She was to see
Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt
assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. Or I should have made love to you long
ago. F. The above
description of
—the great Figg, by the prize-fighting swains
Sole monarch acknowledged of Mary'bone plains—
may sound somewhat tame by the side of the glowing account given of him by
his gallant biographer, who asserts that "there was a majesty shone in his
countenance, and blazed in his actions, beyond all I ever saw;" but it may,
possibly, convey a more accurate notion of his personal appearance. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing
upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. . I’m sorry. zip *****
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