Sketches from Nature: Taken, and Coloured, in a Journey to Margate. Published from the Original Designs. By George Keate, Esq. ...J. Dodsley, 1790 |
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... human coun- tenance , far more powerful than words ! -and when I produced him the anonymous letter fent to MADEIRA , his features all bore witness against a tongue , that faltered in his own de- E2 fence ; - her sensibility makes her ...
... human coun- tenance , far more powerful than words ! -and when I produced him the anonymous letter fent to MADEIRA , his features all bore witness against a tongue , that faltered in his own de- E2 fence ; - her sensibility makes her ...
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... humanity - but it is in vain that we are folicitous for the honour of those , who have not virtue enough themfelves to be the guardians of their own reputation ! - PLAIN PLAIN TRUTH , HOLD it expedient for our happi- ness [ 54 ]
... humanity - but it is in vain that we are folicitous for the honour of those , who have not virtue enough themfelves to be the guardians of their own reputation ! - PLAIN PLAIN TRUTH , HOLD it expedient for our happi- ness [ 54 ]
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... human life , and not on those dark ones that throw a gloom over it . We had better , I think , fifter , consign the hero of your story to oblivion - or to the unenviable so- ciety of fome of the dramatis perfone , who have furnished ...
... human life , and not on those dark ones that throw a gloom over it . We had better , I think , fifter , consign the hero of your story to oblivion - or to the unenviable so- ciety of fome of the dramatis perfone , who have furnished ...
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... humanity to offer up a filent wish , -that no tale of woe may remain to be unfolded , whose di- stress shall overcloud the fun - shine , or blast the happy expectations that hope hath cherished ! - THE THE FORT . I KNOW not how it hath ...
... humanity to offer up a filent wish , -that no tale of woe may remain to be unfolded , whose di- stress shall overcloud the fun - shine , or blast the happy expectations that hope hath cherished ! - THE THE FORT . I KNOW not how it hath ...
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... humanity , I keep a curtain over them.- -I verily think , in the disposition I then was , that to divert her ideas , I should have pulled it a little afide , to have given her a peep at one , or two of them , -had we not been ...
... humanity , I keep a curtain over them.- -I verily think , in the disposition I then was , that to divert her ideas , I should have pulled it a little afide , to have given her a peep at one , or two of them , -had we not been ...
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Sida 93 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Sida 45 - The picture of the mind revives again : While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.
Sida 5 - In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God : he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.
Sida 1 - Form ! Risest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...
Sida 132 - WHATEVER is fitted in any sort to excite the ideas of pain and danger, that is to say, whatever is in any sort terrible, or is conversant about terrible objects, or operates in a manner analogous to terror, is a source of the sublime; that is, it is productive of the strongest emotion which the mind is capable of feeling.
Sida 4 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up : It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before mine eyes, There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his maker?
Sida 2 - Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky, or when they sink ; Companion of the morning star at dawn, Thyself earth's rosy star, and of the dawn Co-herald ! wake, O wake, and utter praise ! Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth ? Who filled thy countenance with rosy light ? Who made thee parent of perpetual streams...
Sida 57 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school; The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.