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... inquiry that can agitate the feelings of man . Mrs. Barbauld promotes Richardson , with- out any remorse , over the head of poor Fielding ; and Mr. Hayley ployed on the piano - forte , emulate in whiteness 2 SELECT REVIEWS .
... inquiry that can agitate the feelings of man . Mrs. Barbauld promotes Richardson , with- out any remorse , over the head of poor Fielding ; and Mr. Hayley ployed on the piano - forte , emulate in whiteness 2 SELECT REVIEWS .
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... feelings ? Sterne , who wept over a dead jackass , like any sand- man , would never have forgiven you . Mr. Southey , mounted on old Poul- ter's mare , will vilipend you through a whole Thalabia . Is this your res- pect for age ...
... feelings ? Sterne , who wept over a dead jackass , like any sand- man , would never have forgiven you . Mr. Southey , mounted on old Poul- ter's mare , will vilipend you through a whole Thalabia . Is this your res- pect for age ...
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... feelings and an in- flammable imagination , will be easily led to exercise those gifts , and to oc- cupy and relieve his mind in poetical composition ; but if his education , his reading , and his society supply him with an abundant ...
... feelings and an in- flammable imagination , will be easily led to exercise those gifts , and to oc- cupy and relieve his mind in poetical composition ; but if his education , his reading , and his society supply him with an abundant ...
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... feeling , same way as if it had been written on the subject of love , than any other with his toes ; yet there are ... feelings of an a correct estimate of these works , it enamoured peasant , who , however reis necessary to take into ...
... feeling , same way as if it had been written on the subject of love , than any other with his toes ; yet there are ... feelings of an a correct estimate of these works , it enamoured peasant , who , however reis necessary to take into ...
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... feeling their keener feelings and habitual and eccentrick genius , accordingly , want of reflection . But this apology , has never found much favour in the which is quite unsatisfactory in the eyes of English sense and morality , mouth ...
... feeling their keener feelings and habitual and eccentrick genius , accordingly , want of reflection . But this apology , has never found much favour in the which is quite unsatisfactory in the eyes of English sense and morality , mouth ...
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Page 195 - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Page 169 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 195 - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Page viii - I' the presence He would say untruths; .and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning : He was never, But where he meant to ruin, pitiful...
Page 170 - In the day-time they had the range of a hall, and at night retired each to his own bed, never intruding into that of another. Puss grew presently familiar, would leap into my lap, raise himself upon his hinder feet, and bite the hair from my temples.
Page 231 - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
Page 94 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 231 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Page 18 - Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A-listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...
Page 14 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.