Franklin's Letters to His Kinsfolk, Written During the Years 1818, '19 & '20, from Edinburgh, London, The Highlands of Scotland, and Ireland, Volume 2 |
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gerous haunts , the lyre is swept by the fingers of Sensuality — and Virtue
languishes or expires under the influence of the infectious sounds , which steal
upon her unguarded ear . * Next in order are the Cyprians , living under the care
of ...
gerous haunts , the lyre is swept by the fingers of Sensuality — and Virtue
languishes or expires under the influence of the infectious sounds , which steal
upon her unguarded ear . * Next in order are the Cyprians , living under the care
of ...
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When the subtle enemy of religion and virtue basked in the royal favour , these
great men , who had defended Christianity against Gibbon and Paine , were
treated with contempt and neglect by their sage and pious sovereign . The
disgraceful ...
When the subtle enemy of religion and virtue basked in the royal favour , these
great men , who had defended Christianity against Gibbon and Paine , were
treated with contempt and neglect by their sage and pious sovereign . The
disgraceful ...
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Love was given us by the Author of all goodness , as the meed of virtue , and the
soother of care ; but the base and sordid forms of society , have encircled that
heavenly rose with so many thorns , that the opulent alone can gather it with
safety .
Love was given us by the Author of all goodness , as the meed of virtue , and the
soother of care ; but the base and sordid forms of society , have encircled that
heavenly rose with so many thorns , that the opulent alone can gather it with
safety .
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The pallid and sceptered muse of tragedy has " wept herself to marble ” over the
urn of persecuted virtue and undeserved afflictions ; she has poured forth her
most divine inspirations to display the great features of the human character , and
to ...
The pallid and sceptered muse of tragedy has " wept herself to marble ” over the
urn of persecuted virtue and undeserved afflictions ; she has poured forth her
most divine inspirations to display the great features of the human character , and
to ...
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It is not my intention to trace this great man's career through all its splendid
fluctuations ; I will merely record it to his honour , that he produced essential
service to the cause of virtue ard good manners , by banishing from the stage
those open ...
It is not my intention to trace this great man's career through all its splendid
fluctuations ; I will merely record it to his honour , that he produced essential
service to the cause of virtue ard good manners , by banishing from the stage
those open ...
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Page 53 - British earth, that the ground on which he treads is holy, and consecrated by the genius of Universal Emancipation. No matter in what language his doom may have been pronounced ; — no matter what complexion incompatible with freedom, an Indian or an African sun may have burnt upon him ; — no matter in what disastrous battle his liberty may have been cloven down; — no matter with what...
Page 18 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own. When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.
Page 90 - ... minute guns, — all this was very solemn. But the charm was the entrance of the Abbey, where we were received by the Dean and Chapter in rich robes, the choir and almsmen bearing torches; the whole Abbey so illuminated, that one saw it to greater advantage than by day; the tombs, long aisles, and fretted roof, all appearing distinctly, and with the happiest chiaro scuro.
Page 54 - ... -,—no matter with what solemnities he may have been devoted upon the altar of slavery; the first moment he touches the sacred soil of Britain, the altar and the god sink together in the dust; his soul walks abroad in her own majesty; his body swells beyond the measure of his chains, that burst from around him, and he stands redeemed, regenerated, and disenthralled, by the irresistible Genius of UNIVERSAL EMANCIPATION.
Page 91 - Then returned the fear of catching cold; and the Duke of Cumberland, who was sinking with heat, felt himself weighed down, and turning round, found it was the Duke of Newcastle standing upon his train, to avoid the chill of the marble.
Page 90 - He fell into a fit of crying the moment he came into the chapel, and flung himself back in a stall, the archbishop hovering over him with a smelling-bottle; but in two minutes his curiosity got the better of his hypocrisy, and he ran about the chapel with his glass to spy who was or was not there, spying with one hand and mopping his eyes with the other.
Page 32 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Page 106 - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
Page 90 - There wanted nothing but incense, and little chapels here and there, with priests saying mass for the repose of the defunct; yet one could not complain of its not being Catholic enough.
Page 103 - With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown.