The Spectator ...John Sharpe, 1803 |
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9. oldal
... In short , it is a kind of pleas- ing anguish , as well as generous sympathy , that knits mankind together , and blends them in the same common lot . VOL . VI . B Those who have laid down rules for rhetoric or poetry 397 . 9 SPECTATOR .
... In short , it is a kind of pleas- ing anguish , as well as generous sympathy , that knits mankind together , and blends them in the same common lot . VOL . VI . B Those who have laid down rules for rhetoric or poetry 397 . 9 SPECTATOR .
61. oldal
... common denomination . I knew a person who possessed the one in so great a perfection , that after having tasted ten different kinds of tea , he would distinguish , without seeing the colour of it , the particular sort which was offer ...
... common denomination . I knew a person who possessed the one in so great a perfection , that after having tasted ten different kinds of tea , he would distinguish , without seeing the colour of it , the particular sort which was offer ...
63. oldal
... common au- thor , as in seeing an object by the light of a taper , or by the light of the sun . It is very difficult to lay down rules for the acquire- ment of such a taste as that I am here speaking of . The faculty must in some degree ...
... common au- thor , as in seeing an object by the light of a taper , or by the light of the sun . It is very difficult to lay down rules for the acquire- ment of such a taste as that I am here speaking of . The faculty must in some degree ...
90. oldal
... common in optics ' . Here you might discover the waves and fluctuations of the water in strong and proper colours , with the picture of a ship entering at one end , and sailing by degrees through the whole piece . On another there ...
... common in optics ' . Here you might discover the waves and fluctuations of the water in strong and proper colours , with the picture of a ship entering at one end , and sailing by degrees through the whole piece . On another there ...
100. oldal
... common instance , let one who is born blind , take an image in his hands , and trace out with his fingers the different furrows and impressions of the chisel , and he will easily conceive how the shape of a man , or beast , may be ...
... common instance , let one who is born blind , take an image in his hands , and trace out with his fingers the different furrows and impressions of the chisel , and he will easily conceive how the shape of a man , or beast , may be ...
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363. oldal - I have set the LORD always before me : because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
349. oldal - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
218. oldal - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
368. oldal - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
142. oldal - Softly on my eyelids laid ; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood.
369. oldal - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved Thy prime decree?
74. oldal - He can converse with a picture, and find an agreeable companion in a statue. He meets with a secret refreshment in a description, and often feels a greater satisfaction in the prospect of fields and meadows, than another does in the possession. It gives him indeed a kind of property in every thing he sees, and makes the most rude uncultivated parts of nature administer to his pleasures: so that he looks upon the world, as it were, in another light, and discovers in it a multitude of charms, that...
71. oldal - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
349. oldal - Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
218. oldal - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade...