The works of Samuel JohnsonBell & Bradfute, James M'Cleish, and William Blackwood, 1806 |
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11. oldal
... observation to believe very common , and which I know by experience to be very miserable . And though the querulous are seldom received with great ardour of kindness , I hope to escape the mortification of finding that my lamentations ...
... observation to believe very common , and which I know by experience to be very miserable . And though the querulous are seldom received with great ardour of kindness , I hope to escape the mortification of finding that my lamentations ...
14. oldal
... wealth was yet in reversion , my aunt was to be buried before I could emerge to gran- deur and pleasure ; and there were yet , according nurse . to my father's observation , nine lives between me and 14 N ° 73 . THE RAMBLER .
... wealth was yet in reversion , my aunt was to be buried before I could emerge to gran- deur and pleasure ; and there were yet , according nurse . to my father's observation , nine lives between me and 14 N ° 73 . THE RAMBLER .
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Samuel Johnson Alexander Chalmers. to my father's observation , nine lives between me and happiness . I however lived on , without any clamours of dis- content , and comforted myself with considering , that all are mortal , and they who ...
Samuel Johnson Alexander Chalmers. to my father's observation , nine lives between me and happiness . I however lived on , without any clamours of dis- content , and comforted myself with considering , that all are mortal , and they who ...
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... observations of one who has been taught to know mankind by unwelcome information , and whose opinions are the result , not of solitary conjectures , but of practice and experience . * Anna Williams , of whom an account is given in the ...
... observations of one who has been taught to know mankind by unwelcome information , and whose opinions are the result , not of solitary conjectures , but of practice and experience . * Anna Williams , of whom an account is given in the ...
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... Observations like these , are commonly nothing better than covert insults , which serve to give vent to the flatulence of pride , but they are now and then imprudently uttered by honesty and benevolence , and inflict pain where kindness ...
... Observations like these , are commonly nothing better than covert insults , which serve to give vent to the flatulence of pride , but they are now and then imprudently uttered by honesty and benevolence , and inflict pain where kindness ...
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332. oldal - Be of good courage, I begin to feel Some rousing motions in me, which dispose To something extraordinary my thoughts. I with this messenger will go along, Nothing to do, be sure, that may dishonour Our law, or stain my vow of Nazarite. If there be aught of presage in the mind, This day will be remarkable in my life By some great act, or of my days the last.
120. oldal - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar: When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow : Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
336. oldal - Out, out, hyaena! these are thy wonted arts And arts of every woman false like thee, To break all faith, all vows, deceive, betray, Then, as repentant, to submit, beseech, And reconcilement move with...
132. oldal - I fled, and cried out Death; Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sighed From all her caves, and back resounded Death.
211. oldal - ... business, and exclude pleasure, and to devote their days and nights to a particular attention. But all common degrees of excellence are attainable at a lower price ; he that should steadily...
56. oldal - Whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you, even so do unto them ; for this is the law and the prophets.
211. oldal - The proverbial oracles of our parsimonious ancestors have informed us that the fatal waste of fortune is by small expenses, by the profusion of sums too little singly to alarm our caution, and which we never suffer ourselves to consider together. Of the same kind is the prodigality of life ; he that hopes to look back hereafter with satisfaction upon past years, must learn to know the present value of single minutes, and endeavour to let no particle of time fall useless to the ground.
335. oldal - My vessel trusted to me from above, Gloriously rigg'd; and for a word, a tear, Fool! have divulg'd the secret gift of God To a deceitful woman ? And the chorus talks of adding fuel to flame in a report : He's gone, and who knows how he may report Thy words, by adding fuel to the flame...
106. oldal - Shoots far into the bosom of dim Night > ->-^^->' ' A glimmering dawn : here Nature first begins "-•• Her farthest verge, and Chaos to retire...
337. oldal - The Sun to me is dark And silent as the Moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the Soul, She all in every part; why was the sight To such a tender ball as the eye confined?