Monthly Review; Or Literary Journal Enlarged

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R. Griffiths., 1828
Editors: May 1749-Sept. 1803, Ralph Griffiths; Oct. 1803-Apr. 1825, G. E. Griffiths.
 

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Sida 379 - " This music crept by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury and my passion With its sweet air." ' " Oh, you sentimental bog-trotter!" says one, raising his head from the table; while the unmoved and unmoving flute-player continued to hiss " Dearest Ellen.
Sida 135 - remembered that they occur in a half-forgotten poem of Langhorne's, called by the unpromising title of The Justice of Peace. I whispered my information to a friend present, who mentioned it to Burns, who rewarded me with a look and a word, which, though of mere civility, I then received, and still recollect, with very great pleasure.
Sida 135 - seemed much affected by the print, or rather the ideas which it suggested to his mind. He actually shed tears. He asked whose the lines were, and it chanced that nobody remembered that they occur in a half-forgotten poem of Langhorne's, called by the unpromising title of The Justice of
Sida 17 - most able in wit and body, to do any thing when you be most merry. But let your mirth be ever void of all scurrility and biting words to any man ; for a wound given by a word is oftentimes harder to be cured than that which is given by the sword. Be
Sida 17 - stand you in most stead, in that profession of life that you are born to live in. And, since this is my first letter that ever I did write to you, I will not that it be all empty of some advices, which my natural care of you provoketh me to wish you to follow, as
Sida 74 - be asked, what are the intended objects of our enquiries within these spacious limits; — we answer man and nature; whatever is performed by the one, or produced by the other. Human knowledge has been elegantly analysed according to the three great faculties of the mind, memory, reason, and imagination ; which we
Sida 245 - and life was just extinct, when, with an unsubdued spirit, as if anticipating the baseness of his posthumous calumniators, he exclaimed, " / hope the people of England will be satisfied! I hope my country will do me justice!
Sida 135 - Cold on Canadian hills, or Minden's plain, Perhaps that parent wept her soldier slain — Bent o'er her babe, her eye dissolved in dew, The big drops, mingling with the milk he drew,
Sida 246 - battle was scarcely ended, When his corpse, wrapped in a military cloak, was interred by the officers of his staff in the citadel of Corunna. The guns of the enemy paid his funeral honours, and Soult, with a noble feeling of respect for his valour, raised a monument to his memory.
Sida 18 - than of your sad friends for pert boldness. Think upon every word that you will speak before you utter it, and remember how nature hath rampered up, as it were, the tongue with teeth, lips, yea, and hair without the lips, and all betokening

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