The Works of Joseph Addison: Including the Whole Contents of Bp. Hurd's Edition, with Letters and Other Pieces Not Found in Any Previous Collection; and Macaulay's Essay on His Life and Works, Том 1G.P. Putnam & Company, 1853 |
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... WILKS . MR . CIBBER . MR . MILLS . VELLUM , Sir George Truman's Steward , • MR . JOHNSON . BUTLER , MR . PINKETHMAN . COACHMAN , GARDENER , LADY TRUMAN , ABIGAL , MR . MILLER . MR . NORRIS . MRS . OLDFIELD . MRS . SAUNDERS .
... WILKS . MR . CIBBER . MR . MILLS . VELLUM , Sir George Truman's Steward , • MR . JOHNSON . BUTLER , MR . PINKETHMAN . COACHMAN , GARDENER , LADY TRUMAN , ABIGAL , MR . MILLER . MR . NORRIS . MRS . OLDFIELD . MRS . SAUNDERS .
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... Abigal did not spoil her - come , here's her health . BUTLER . It's a very hard thing to be a butler in a house that is disturbed . He made such a racket in the cellar last night , that I'm afraid he'll sour all the beer in my barrels ...
... Abigal did not spoil her - come , here's her health . BUTLER . It's a very hard thing to be a butler in a house that is disturbed . He made such a racket in the cellar last night , that I'm afraid he'll sour all the beer in my barrels ...
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... Abigal is of opinion it can be none but his hon- our ; he always loved the wars , and you know was mightily pleased from a child with the music of a drum . GARDENER . I wonder his body was never found after the battle . BUTLER . Found ...
... Abigal is of opinion it can be none but his hon- our ; he always loved the wars , and you know was mightily pleased from a child with the music of a drum . GARDENER . I wonder his body was never found after the battle . BUTLER . Found ...
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... Abigal might scold him out of the house . COACHMAN . Ay , she has a tongue that would drown his drum , if any thing could . BUTLER . Pugh , this is all froth ! you understand nothing of the matter - The next time it makes a noise , I ...
... Abigal might scold him out of the house . COACHMAN . Ay , she has a tongue that would drown his drum , if any thing could . BUTLER . Pugh , this is all froth ! you understand nothing of the matter - The next time it makes a noise , I ...
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... Abigal ! a good mis- take ! ' tis Mrs. Abigal . Enter ABIGAL . ABIGAL . Here are your drunken sots for you ! Is this a time to be guzzling , when gentry are come to the house ! Why don't you lay your cloth ? How come you out of the ...
... Abigal ! a good mis- take ! ' tis Mrs. Abigal . Enter ABIGAL . ABIGAL . Here are your drunken sots for you ! Is this a time to be guzzling , when gentry are come to the house ! Why don't you lay your cloth ? How come you out of the ...
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ABIGAL Addison admire Æneid appear arms beauties behold blood Boileau BUTLER Cæsar Cato Cato's charms COACHMAN conjurer Danube death dost drum Dryden English ev'ry eyes fame FANTOME fate fear friends GARDENER genius Georgics give goddess gods grace GRIDELINE grief hand hast hear heart heaven Jove JUBA KING LADY Lancelot Addison Latin live look Lord Lord Halifax lov'd LUCIA maid MARCIA Marlborough mighty muse never numbers nymph o'er Ovid passion Pentheus pleasure poem poet poetry Pope PORTIUS praise prince QUEEN rage rise Roman Rome Rosamond SCENE SEMPRONIUS shade shine SIR GEORGE Sir Richard Steele SIR TRUSTY soul speak Spectator Steele story streams Swift SYPHAX taste Tatler tears tell thee thing thou thought thousand thunder Tickell TINSEL tories turn VELLUM verse view'd Virgil virtue Voltaire whig Whilst wou'd writing young youth
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Сторінка 209 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Сторінка 205 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Сторінка 193 - Inspir'd repuls'd battalions to engage, ^ And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia past, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast ; And, pleas'd th' Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
Сторінка 392 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Сторінка 211 - In midst of dangers, fears, and death, Thy goodness I'll adore, And praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. My life, if thou preserv'st my life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, if death must be my doom, Shall join my soul to thee.
Сторінка 138 - For, wit lying most in the assemblage of ideas, and putting those together with quickness and variety wherein can be found any resemblance or congruity, thereby to make up pleasant pictures and agreeable visions in the fancy...
Сторінка 206 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Сторінка 401 - Tis not in mortals to command success, But we'll do more, Sempronius ; we'll deserve it [Exit.
Сторінка 207 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Сторінка 206 - Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. O, how shall words with equal warmth The gratitude declare, That glows within my ravish'd heart ! But Thou canst read it there. Thy providence my life sustain'd, And all my wants redrest, When in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast.