Noisey

Where the ſoft tale of Love She breathes, / Mixt with the ruſhing of the wind-blown leaves, / The different Notes of Cheerful Birds, / And diſtant Bleating of the Herds: / Is Muſick far more raviſhing and ſweet, / Then all the Artful Sounds that pleaſe the noiſey Great.

I ſpeak not this that thou ſhouldſt think Friends know not the uſe of its Vertue in other reſpects; for to deal plainly with thee, there are a ſort of Wet-friends, who perhaps have been as ſenſible of the warm Effects of the Bottle, as the great hectoring noiſey Pretenders: But what then?

The firſt thing he falls foul on ſhews the Fellow to be top-full of Malice; and what little things muſt ſerve him to make a noiſe with in my Epiſtle; I ſaid, This little Book will run the Nation thorough; but that way did not pleaſe him, it ſeems, to expreſs it; and therefore after a great deal of noiſey ſtuff, he puts me, as he thinks, in a better way, to ſay this little Book ſhall run thorough the Nation; […]

Alas! Poor Jemmy has no ſuch good Stars to help him to his three Crowns again, one Crown in the other World is worth three and twenty in this, here’s nothing in this lower Orb but trouble and vexation, and who would value empty Titles and noiſey Greatneſs mixt with ſo much allay and mortification?

But as for thoſe loud Peals of noiſey Mirth, thoſe Rattlings and Shakings of the Lungs and Sides, which are rather Violent Convulſions than any real Delight, Theſe, according to Him, are by no means the Practice of a Man of Virtue, and One who is a Maſter of Himſelf; […]

But ſeeing her, they joyntly fell / A pointing, and a hooting, ſo; / That ſhe took up her heels, to go / And herd among a noiſey Troop / Of Sergeants, fed with Brimſtone Soop.

Confound you ſaid I, for a couple of Hell-cats; What’s this for? For, crys one of the Grim Potentates, as ſaucily as a Reforming Conſtable, for your tumultuous noiſey Behaviour, why ſure you don’t think you are got into a Bear-garden.

John 13th, invented the christening and blessing of bells, which ceremonies must certainly have rendered these noisey things, more sonorous and pleasing to the pious ear of a good christian.

Do these noisey demagogues forget that these invaders require food, clothing, arms, ammunition and hay from the government, besides supplies for their families left at home; […]

This is the age of steam and electricity, of iron, of great projects, of giant powder and grand achievements, and these loud demonstrations express the genius of the nation and the spirit of the age. Under all these noisey manifestations lies the broad, deep meaning—the rejoicing of the freest, most generous and most progressive people on earth, in the deeds of their forefathers and their own success, in popular government.