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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... and will , therefore , always want a monitor to recal them ; and a new book often seizes the attention of the public , without any other claim than that it is new . There is likewise in composition , as in 22 N ° .95 . ADVENTURER .
... and will , therefore , always want a monitor to recal them ; and a new book often seizes the attention of the public , without any other claim than that it is new . There is likewise in composition , as in 22 N ° .95 . ADVENTURER .
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... attention upon scenes thus perpetually changing , who cannot catch some of the figures before they are made vulgar by reiterated descriptions . It has been discovered by Sir Isaac Newton , that the distinct and primogenial colours are ...
... attention upon scenes thus perpetually changing , who cannot catch some of the figures before they are made vulgar by reiterated descriptions . It has been discovered by Sir Isaac Newton , that the distinct and primogenial colours are ...
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... attention to any scheme of length . I am , in short , one of those heroic Adventurers , who have thought proper to distinguish themselves by the titles of Buck , Blood , and Nerve . When I am in the country , I am always on horse - back ...
... attention to any scheme of length . I am , in short , one of those heroic Adventurers , who have thought proper to distinguish themselves by the titles of Buck , Blood , and Nerve . When I am in the country , I am always on horse - back ...
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... attention , and that my health would soon be destroyed by the torment and distraction of extensive business . I could image to myself no happiness , but in vacant jollity , and uninterrupted leisure ; nor entertain my friends with any ...
... attention , and that my health would soon be destroyed by the torment and distraction of extensive business . I could image to myself no happiness , but in vacant jollity , and uninterrupted leisure ; nor entertain my friends with any ...
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... attention , till I can with some degree of decency grow impatient for my dinner . If I could dine all my life , I should be happy ; I eat not be cause I am hungry , but because I an idle ; but alas ! the time quickly comes when I can ...
... attention , till I can with some degree of decency grow impatient for my dinner . If I could dine all my life , I should be happy ; I eat not be cause I am hungry , but because I an idle ; but alas ! the time quickly comes when I can ...
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acquainted ADVENTURER affection Almerine ancient appearance bagnio beauty became Catiline censure character circumstances Clodio considered contempt countenance Crito danger daughter delight Demosthenes desire Diphilus disappointed discovered distress dreadful dress DRYDEN endeavour equal Euripides Euryalus evil excellence expected eyes father favour fear felicity Flavilla folly fortune frequently gentleman Gonerill gratify happiness heart Hilario honour hope hour imagination impatient increase insensibility kind knew labour lady Lear less live look mankind marriage Menander ment Mercator mind misery morning nature ness never night Nourassin obtain OVID passion perceived perhaps perpetually pity Plautus pleasure Plutarch poet portunity Posidippus present produced proportion Prospero Quintilian racter reason reflected scarce sentiments servant Shakspeare Shelimah shew solicitous Soliman sometimes soon Sophocles suffer Sycorax Telephus tenderness thee Theocritus thou thought tion truth TUESDAY uncon VIRG Virgil virtue wish wretched writer Xerxes
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Sida 12 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie: There I couch when owls do cry. 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 134 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that stirs these daughters...
Sida 302 - It was said of Socrates that he brought Philosophy down from heaven, to inhabit among men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of closets and libraries, schools and colleges, to dwell in clubs and assemblies, at tea-tables and in coffeehouses.
Sida 194 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful : for I am mainly ignorant What place this is : and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments ; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night : Do not laugh at me ; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 32 - I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, Thou wondrous man. Trin. A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a poor drunkard ! Cal. I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; Show thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmoset ; I'll bring thee To clustering filberts and sometimes I'll get thee Young scamels from the rock.
Sida 149 - Spit, fire ! spout, rain. Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription : then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak and despised old man: But yet I call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters join'd Your high-engender'd battles 'gainst a head So old and white as this.