The British Essayists;: The Looker-onJ. 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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... father on his own child --- Curious letter from a son abroad to his father at home 71. Story of Urbain Grandier 72. Same story concluded Page . 211 223 236 THE LOOKER - ON . N ° 51. SATURDAY , CONTENTS .
... father on his own child --- Curious letter from a son abroad to his father at home 71. Story of Urbain Grandier 72. Same story concluded Page . 211 223 236 THE LOOKER - ON . N ° 51. SATURDAY , CONTENTS .
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... father of my great - grandfather , and the author of those original observations which appeared in my 17th Number . The morning after my arrival in this city , having substituted a pair of buckles in the place of my old ones , that ...
... father of my great - grandfather , and the author of those original observations which appeared in my 17th Number . The morning after my arrival in this city , having substituted a pair of buckles in the place of my old ones , that ...
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... father , whom I knew by the tobacco - stopper in his hand , cast a discontented look at the modish appear- ance of my buckles , which I had purchased since my arrival in town ; which circumstance so terribly disconcerted me , that I was ...
... father , whom I knew by the tobacco - stopper in his hand , cast a discontented look at the modish appear- ance of my buckles , which I had purchased since my arrival in town ; which circumstance so terribly disconcerted me , that I was ...
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... feelings , are exhibited in all the familiarity of translation in the dress of our fathers and brothers ; when they set foot , as it were , on our very hearths and thresholds - it is impossible we can make those 102 No 60 . LOOKER - ON .
... feelings , are exhibited in all the familiarity of translation in the dress of our fathers and brothers ; when they set foot , as it were , on our very hearths and thresholds - it is impossible we can make those 102 No 60 . LOOKER - ON .
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... father , together with a strong analogous propensity towards pudding ; and as a disorder in the viscera carried him off at the age of ninety - seven , my mother and the faculty are still at issue about the cause of his death - the one ...
... father , together with a strong analogous propensity towards pudding ; and as a disorder in the viscera carried him off at the age of ninety - seven , my mother and the faculty are still at issue about the cause of his death - the one ...
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Sida 163 - May we know what this new doctrine, whereof thou speakest, is? 20 For thou bringest certain strange things to our ears: we would know therefore what these things mean. 21 (For all the Athenians, and strangers which were there, spent their time in nothing else, but either to tell or to hear some new thing...
Sida 59 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Sida 193 - He stretcheth out the north over the empty place, And hangeth the earth upon nothing. He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds ; And the cloud is not rent under them.
Sida 194 - He divideth the sea with his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through the proud. By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens ; his hand hath formed the crooked Serpent.
Sida 49 - Il rappelle à soi toute l'autorité de la table, et il ya un moindre inconvénient à la lui laisser entière qu'à la lui disputer ; le vin et les viandes n'ajoutent rien à son caractère. Si l'on joue, il gagne au jeu ; il veut railler celui qui perd, et il l'offense ; les rieurs sont pour lui, il n'ya sorte de fatuités qu'on ne lui passe. Je cède enfin et je disparais, incapable de souffrir plus longtemps Théodecte et ceux qui le souffrent.
Sida 49 - ... il mange , il boit , il conte, il plaisante, il interrompt tout à la fois; il n'a nul discernement des personnes , ni du maître , ni des conviés ; il abuse de la folle déférence qu'on a pour lui.
Sida 156 - Yet time has seen, that lifts the low, And level lays the lofty brow, Has seen this broken pile complete, Big with the vanity of state; But transient is the smile of fate! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Sida 15 - Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker ! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or Thy work, He hath no hands...
Sida 194 - Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?
Sida 92 - Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join, To cheer the gloom. There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead...