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... morning and bought some ladies gloves of his wife , who told her husband the story , from the groom of a great man , whose master passed on while the servant sat on his horse's back to drink a pint , and from the justices and collectors ...
... morning and bought some ladies gloves of his wife , who told her husband the story , from the groom of a great man , whose master passed on while the servant sat on his horse's back to drink a pint , and from the justices and collectors ...
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... , and the paring of turnips , which were thrown out in the little heaps , in the by - streets , for the scavenger to take away in the morning . Thus , for some time , did she drag on a miserable existence , till her 45.
... , and the paring of turnips , which were thrown out in the little heaps , in the by - streets , for the scavenger to take away in the morning . Thus , for some time , did she drag on a miserable existence , till her 45.
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... morning he visited his house ; his wife asked him for his sister ; his answer was a most violent kick in the groin ; she fell , it was the seventh month of her pregnancy ; she was carried to her cham- ber , where she lingered one month ...
... morning he visited his house ; his wife asked him for his sister ; his answer was a most violent kick in the groin ; she fell , it was the seventh month of her pregnancy ; she was carried to her cham- ber , where she lingered one month ...
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... morning , some fifteen years ago , Icalled at Mask's house in the Strand , to request a little money for imme- diate subsistence , when , behold , Mask , and a woman with whom he had cohabited , had decamped , and , till lately , no ...
... morning , some fifteen years ago , Icalled at Mask's house in the Strand , to request a little money for imme- diate subsistence , when , behold , Mask , and a woman with whom he had cohabited , had decamped , and , till lately , no ...
Sida 69
... Nature's chaotic retreat , where she retires when disgusted with the petty exertions of men towards improving what she herself has made perfect . But , to pro- ceed , precisely at eight o'clock on the morning of F3 69.
... Nature's chaotic retreat , where she retires when disgusted with the petty exertions of men towards improving what she herself has made perfect . But , to pro- ceed , precisely at eight o'clock on the morning of F3 69.
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The Adviser: Or, The Moral and Literary Tribunal ... John Bristed Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1803 |
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Sida 115 - But farther, it is an assured truth, and a conclusion of experience, that a little or superficial knowledge of philosophy may incline the mind of man to atheism, but a farther proceeding therein doth bring the mind back again to religion ; for in the entrance of philosophy, when the second causes, which are next unto the senses, do offer themselves to the mind of man, if it dwell and stay there, it may induce some oblivion of the highest cause ; but when a man passeth...
Sida 268 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Sida 181 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Sida 144 - The mountains quake at him, and the hills melt, And the earth is burned at his presence, Yea, the world, and all that dwell therein. Who can stand before his indignation ? And who can abide in the fierceness of his anger ? His fury is poured out like fire, And the rocks are thrown down by him.
Sida 214 - To reform and not to chastise I am afraid is impossible, and that the best precepts, as well as the best laws, would prove of small use if there were no examples to enforce them. To attack vices in the abstract, without touching persons, may be safe fighting indeed, but it is fighting with shadows.
Sida 257 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Sida 282 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake, and his conscience ; that his bones, When he has run his course, and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on 'em ! What more ? Crom.
Sida 79 - ... Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood Rolls fair, and placid; where collected all, In one impetuous torrent, down the steep It thundering shoots, and shakes the country round. At first, an azure sheet, it rushes broad ; Then whitening by degrees, as prone it falls, And from the loud-resounding rocks below Dash'd in a cloud of foam, it sends aloft A hoary mist, and forms a ceaseless shower.
Sida 217 - On the other side up rose Belial, in act more graceful and humane; A fairer person lost not Heaven; he seemed For dignity composed and high exploit: But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels...
Sida 143 - And at its base, from whence the serpent glides Down the green desert street, yon hoary monk laments the same, the vision as he views, The solitary, silent, solemn scene, Where Caesars, heroes, peasants, hermits lie, Blended in dust together ; where the slave Rests from his labours ; where th' insulting proud Resigns his power ; the miser drops his hoard , Where human folly sleeps.