Byrom,—a poet of whom his native town, Manchester, may be justly proud; and his features and figure have been preserved by the most illustrious of his companions on the present occasion,—Hogarth,—in the levée in the "Rake's Progress," and in "Southwark Fair. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. But after the first shock came a warm glow of relief. She acted as her mother had taught her to. “But I am at singing-pitch. This hand consigned him to destruction, but another was stretched forth to save him. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude.
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