A History of Eighteenth Century Literature (1600-1780).Macmillan and Company, 1889 - 415 oldal |
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37. oldal
... writings of which I may not speak in this way , if it is quoted against my opinion and my purpose ? } 61. And is it not intolerable that they forbid us to believe a book widely known and placed now in the hands of all , while they ...
... writings of which I may not speak in this way , if it is quoted against my opinion and my purpose ? } 61. And is it not intolerable that they forbid us to believe a book widely known and placed now in the hands of all , while they ...
56. oldal
... writing ( Isai . 38. ) as an everlasting monument of his praise unto God , and as a Goad or spur to himselfe and others in the wayes of godlinesse for the future . Thy holy and humble desires are strong , but I know thy writing is slow ...
... writing ( Isai . 38. ) as an everlasting monument of his praise unto God , and as a Goad or spur to himselfe and others in the wayes of godlinesse for the future . Thy holy and humble desires are strong , but I know thy writing is slow ...
61. oldal
... writings is Frances Hoffman and Ryan Taylor's Much to Be Done: Private Life in Ontario from Victorian Diaries (1996). It is a collection of nineteenth-century women's diary and journal writings that provides “selections” and “whispers ...
... writings is Frances Hoffman and Ryan Taylor's Much to Be Done: Private Life in Ontario from Victorian Diaries (1996). It is a collection of nineteenth-century women's diary and journal writings that provides “selections” and “whispers ...
88. oldal
... upon what kind of a doctor it is . Mind- healing , and healing with drugs , are opposite modes of medicine . As a rule , drop one of these doctors when you employ the other . The Scripture saith , " No 888 MISCELLANEOUS WRITINGS.
... upon what kind of a doctor it is . Mind- healing , and healing with drugs , are opposite modes of medicine . As a rule , drop one of these doctors when you employ the other . The Scripture saith , " No 888 MISCELLANEOUS WRITINGS.
122. oldal
... writing - chair , on one arm of which lay open always his Cruden's " Concordance " and his Bible . Here Dolly loved to retreat and niche herself down in a quiet corner , with her favorite books around her . She had a kind of sheltered ...
... writing - chair , on one arm of which lay open always his Cruden's " Concordance " and his Bible . Here Dolly loved to retreat and niche herself down in a quiet corner , with her favorite books around her . She had a kind of sheltered ...
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233. oldal - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
107. oldal - And taught the doubtful battle how to rage. So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia past, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast ; And pleased th' Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
340. oldal - Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech, His breath like caller air ; His very foot has music in't • As he comes up the stair, — And will I see his face again? And will I hear him speak ? I'm downright dizzy wi...
290. oldal - Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favourer of learning, I shall not be disappointed though I should conclude it, if less be possible, with less: for I have been long wakened from that dream of hope, in which I once boasted myself with so much exultation...
230. oldal - O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee ; With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. I need not tell Thee who I am, My misery...
60. oldal - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
17. oldal - In thy felonious heart tho' venom lies, It does but touch thy Irish pen, and dies. Thy genius calls thee not to purchase fame In keen iambics, but mild anagram. Leave writing plays, and choose for thy command Some peaceful province in acrostic land. There thou may'st wings display and altars raise, And torture one poor word ten thousand ways. Or, if thou wouldst thy diff'rent talents suit, Set thy own songs, and sing them to thy lute.
125. oldal - See Mystery to Mathematics fly! In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave and die. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse Divine; Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restor'd; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch ! lets the curtain fall ; And universal Darkness buries All.
134. oldal - The god of us verse-men (you know, child), the sun, How after his journeys he sets up his rest; If at morning o'er earth 'tis his fancy to run, At night he reclines on his Thetis's breast.
229. oldal - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.