The British Essayists;: AdventurerJ. Johnson, J. Nichols and son, R. Baldwin, F. and C. Rivington, W. Otridge and son, W.J. and J. Richardson, A. Strahan, R. Faulder, ... [and 40 others], 1808 |
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... use can be discovered than to fill up the poem . The first and the tenth pastorals , whatever be determined of the rest , are sufficient to place their author above the reach of rivalry . The complaint of ADVENTURER . N ° 92 .
... use can be discovered than to fill up the poem . The first and the tenth pastorals , whatever be determined of the rest , are sufficient to place their author above the reach of rivalry . The complaint of ADVENTURER . N ° 92 .
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... determined to be industrious no longer : to draw drink for a dirty and boisterous rabble , was a slavery to which he now submitted with reluctance , and he longed for the mo- ment in which he should be free : instead of telling his ...
... determined to be industrious no longer : to draw drink for a dirty and boisterous rabble , was a slavery to which he now submitted with reluctance , and he longed for the mo- ment in which he should be free : instead of telling his ...
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... universal practice , that it seems likewise to have infected speculation : so few minds are able to se- parate the ideas of greatness and prosperity , that even Sir William Temple has determined , that he who N 99 . 48 ADVENTURER .
... universal practice , that it seems likewise to have infected speculation : so few minds are able to se- parate the ideas of greatness and prosperity , that even Sir William Temple has determined , that he who N 99 . 48 ADVENTURER .
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Alexander Chalmers. even Sir William Temple has determined , that he who can deserve the name of a hero , must not only be virtuous but fortunate . ' By this unreasonable distribution of praise and blame , none have suffered oftener than ...
Alexander Chalmers. even Sir William Temple has determined , that he who can deserve the name of a hero , must not only be virtuous but fortunate . ' By this unreasonable distribution of praise and blame , none have suffered oftener than ...
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... - cise idea as distinct from the Buck , in which class he should be placed , and will probably die ; for he seems determined to shoot himself , just at the time No 101 . when his circumstances will enable him to 100 . 55 ADVENTURER .
... - cise idea as distinct from the Buck , in which class he should be placed , and will probably die ; for he seems determined to shoot himself , just at the time No 101 . when his circumstances will enable him to 100 . 55 ADVENTURER .
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acquainted ADVENTURER affection Almerine ancient appearance bagnio beauty became Boileau Caprinus Catiline censure character Clodio considered contempt Cordelia countenance courage Crito danger daughter delight Demosthenes Diphilus disappointed discovered distress dreadful dress DRYDEN equal Euripides evil excellence expected eyes father favour fear felicity Flavilla folly fortune frequently gentleman Gonerill gratify guilt happiness hast heart Hilario honour hope imagination impatient increased insensibility kind knew labour lady Lear less look mankind marriage Menander ment Mercator mind misery morning nature ness never night Nourassin obtain OVID passion perceived perhaps perpetual person pity Plautus pleasure Plutarch portunity Posidippus present produced Quintilian racter reason reflected scarce sentiments Shakspeare Shelimah shew solicitous Soliman solitude sometimes soon Sophocles suffer superaddition Telephus tenderness thee Theocritus things thou thought tion told truth TUESDAY tural uncon utmost VIRG virtue wish wretched writers
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Сторінка 32 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Сторінка 195 - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Сторінка 194 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Сторінка 34 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Сторінка 150 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to 't?
Сторінка 135 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger, And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall...
Сторінка 192 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Сторінка 151 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Сторінка 12 - On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Сторінка 15 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.