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Page 93 - ... had partly recovered their former verdure. The scene was such as induced Harley to stand and enjoy it ; when, turning round, his notice was attracted by an object, which the fixture of his eye on the spot he walked had before prevented him from observing. An old man, who, from his dress, seemed to have been a soldier, lay fast asleep on the ground; a knapsack rested on a stone at his right hand, while his staff and brass-hilted sword were crossed at his left.
Page 144 - Tis a connection we cannot easily forget: — I took his hand in mine; I repeated his name involuntarily; — I felt a pulse in every vein at the sound. I looked earnestly in his face ; his eye was closed, his lip pale and motionless. There is an enthusiasm in sorrow that forgets impossibility ; I wondered that it was so. The sight drew a prayer from my heart : it was the voice of frailty and of man ! the confusion of my mind began to subside into thought ; I had time to weep ! I turned with the...
Page 196 - Thou mad'st me what I am, with all the spirit, Aspiring thoughts and elegant desires That fill the happiest man ? Ah ! rather why Didst thou not form me sordid as my fate, Base-minded, dull, and fit to carry burdens? Why have I sense to know the curse that's on me? Is this just dealing. Nature ? Belvidera ! Enter BELVIDERA.
Page 97 - ... you may remember stood on the left side of the yard ; he was wont to bask in the sun there; when he had reached that spot, he stopped ; we went on ; I called to him, he wagged his tail, but did not stir: I called again, he lay down : I whistled, and cried Trusty ; he gave a short howl, and died ! I could have lain down and died too, but God gave me strengtli to live for my children.
Page 110 - But we take our ideas from sounds which folly has invented ; Fashion, Bon ton, and Vertu, are the names of certain idols, to which we sacrifice the genuine pleasures of the soul : in this world of semblance, we are contented with personating happiness; to feel it is an art beyond us.
Page 19 - Our delicacies," said Harley to himself, " are fantastic ; they are not in nature ! that beggar walks over the sharpest of these stones barefooted, whilst I have lost the most delightful dream in the world, from the smallest of them happening to get into my shoe." The beggar had by this time come up, and, pulling off a piece of hat, asked charity of Harley ; the dog began to beg too : — it was impossible to resist both ; and, in truth, the want of shoes and stockings had made both unnecessary,...
Page 141 - She begged him to resume his seat, and placed herself on the sofa beside him. I took my leave.
Page 6 - Why, it is true, said I, that will go far ; but then it will often happen, that in the velocity of a modern tour, and amidst the materials through which it is commonly made, the friction is so violent, that not only the rust, but the metal too, will be lost in the progress. Give me leave to correct the expression of your metaphor, said Mr.
Page 89 - ... -~"There is at least," said the stranger, "one advantage in the poetical inclination, that it is an incentive to philanthropy. There is a certain poetic ground, on which a man cannot tread without feelings that enlarge the heart : the causes of human depravity vanish before the romantic enthusiasm he professes, and many who are not able to reach the Parnassian heights, may yet approach so near as to be bettered by the air of the climate.
Page 43 - ... without regard to genius, capacity, or probable situation in the commonwealth. From this bear-garden of the pedagogue, a raw unprincipled boy is turned loose upon the world to travel ; without any ideas but those of improving his dress at Paris, or starting into taste by gazing on some paintings at Rome.