The British Essayists: GuardianJames Ferguson J. Richardson and Company, 1823 |
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7. oldal
... words which had so affrighted me . 6 As we went along , To inform you , ' says he , ' with whom you have this adventure , my name is Reproof , and his Reproach , both born of the same mother ; but of different fathers . Truth is our com ...
... words which had so affrighted me . 6 As we went along , To inform you , ' says he , ' with whom you have this adventure , my name is Reproof , and his Reproach , both born of the same mother ; but of different fathers . Truth is our com ...
18. oldal
... word , a member of that numerous tribe , who write for their daily bread . I flourish in a dearth of foreign news ; and though I do not pretend to the spleen , I am never so well as in the time of a westerly wind . When it blows from ...
... word , a member of that numerous tribe , who write for their daily bread . I flourish in a dearth of foreign news ; and though I do not pretend to the spleen , I am never so well as in the time of a westerly wind . When it blows from ...
19. oldal
... Nanny my fat doe shall bleed when we have thee at Hawthorn - hall . Pr'ythee do not keep staring at gilt coaches , and stealing necklaces and trinkets from people with thy looks . Take my word for it , a gallon 58 . 19 THE GUARDIAN .
... Nanny my fat doe shall bleed when we have thee at Hawthorn - hall . Pr'ythee do not keep staring at gilt coaches , and stealing necklaces and trinkets from people with thy looks . Take my word for it , a gallon 58 . 19 THE GUARDIAN .
20. oldal
James Ferguson. looks . Take my word for it , a gallon of my October will do thee more good than all thou canst get by fine sights at London , which I will engage thou mayst put in the shine * of thine eye . I am , Old Iron , thine to ...
James Ferguson. looks . Take my word for it , a gallon of my October will do thee more good than all thou canst get by fine sights at London , which I will engage thou mayst put in the shine * of thine eye . I am , Old Iron , thine to ...
23. oldal
... words . In the first scene of Terence's play , the Self- Tormentor , when one of the old men accuses the other of impertinence for interposing in his affairs , he answers , I am a man , and cannot help feeling any sorrow that can arrive ...
... words . In the first scene of Terence's play , the Self- Tormentor , when one of the old men accuses the other of impertinence for interposing in his affairs , he answers , I am a man , and cannot help feeling any sorrow that can arrive ...
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169. oldal - Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? »the glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted ; neither turneth he back from the sword.
169. oldal - He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet. He saith among the trumpets, Ha ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
262. oldal - LORD my God, thou hast made thy servant king instead of David my father: and I am but a little child: I know not how to go out or come in.
157. oldal - Thou, even thou, art Lord alone: thou hast made heaven, the heaven of heavens, with all their host, the earth, and all things that are therein, the seas, and all that is therein, and thou preservest them all ; and the host of heaven worshippeth thee.
160. oldal - I have burned part of it in the fire; yea, also I have baked bread upon the coals thereof; I have roasted flesh, and eaten it: and shall I make the residue thereof an abomination? shall I fall down to the stock of a tree?
171. oldal - Phoebus' fiery car : The youth rush eager to the sylvan war, Swarm o'er the lawns, the forest walks surround, Rouse the fleet hart, and cheer the opening hound. Th...
158. oldal - Who knoweth not in all these That the hand of the Lord hath wrought this? In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, And the breath of all mankind.
262. oldal - And I have also given thee that which thou hast not asked, both riches and honour : so that there shall not be any among the kings like unto thee all thy days.
127. oldal - They have already laid down many mechanical rules for compositions of this sort, but at the same time they cut off almost all undertakers from the possibility of ever performing them ; for the first qualification they unanimously require in a poet, is a genius. I shall here endeavour (for the benefit of my countrymen) to make it manifest, that epic poems may be made without a genius, nay without learning or much reading.
172. oldal - Nay, to that perfection is he arrived, that he stoops as he walks. The figure of the man is odd enough : he is a lively little creature, with long arms and legs. A spider is no ill emblem of him. He has been taken at a distance for a small windmill.