Sentences with phrase «as much mirth»

Rosenbaum described the post-game celebration, which contained just as much mirth and jubilation as you would expect:

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I still kept a round of duties, and would not suffer myself to run into any open vices, and so got along very well in time of health and prosperity, but when I was distressed or threatened by sickness, death, or heavy storms of thunder, my religion would not do, and I found there was something wanting, and would begin to repent my going so much to frolics, but when the distress was over, the devil and my own wicked heart, with the solicitations of my associates, and my fondness for young company, were such strong allurements, I would again give way, and thus I got to be very wild and rude, at the same time kept up my rounds of secret prayer and reading; but God, not willing I should destroy myself, still followed me with his calls, and moved with such power upon my conscience, that I could not satisfy myself with my diversions, and in the midst of my mirth sometimes would have such a sense of my lost and undone condition, that I would wish myself from the company, and after it was over, when I went home, would make many promises that I would attend no more on these frolics, and would beg forgiveness for hours and hours; but when I came to have the temptation again, I would give way: no sooner would I hear the music and drink a glass of wine, but I would find my mind elevated and soon proceed to any sort of merriment or diversion, that I thought was not debauched or openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I felt as guilty as ever, and could sometimes not close my eyes for some hours after I had gone to my bed.

Peter Mandelson has added much to the mirth of the nation over the years, being, as Simon Hoggart memorably wrote in the Guardian, the only man he had ever known who could skulk in broad daylight.

Pirate Radio is neither historically accurate enough (it can't even stick to its year of 1966 to provide its tunes, some of which came out a little after («Jumpin» Jack Flash» is from 1968, as is «So Long, Marianne» by Leonard Cohen, to name but two) to provide interest in a bit of pop culture history, nor is it consistent enough to sustain its good cheer without collapsing from the weight of its own cutesy manipulations in its characters for laughs, It's not so much a story as it is a collection of sitcom moments meant to induce laughter and mirth, mixing it with all of the best rock tunes of its era.

I would rather have seen Barnyard as an animated short, much in the vein of Oedekerk's popular «Thumb» series, with animals doing their best to hide their jocularity and mirth - making from the unsuspecting eyes of humans.