The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Volumes 35-36 |
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... consider myself as going the directest way to work , in thus turning the indolent contemplations of my younger years to the account of virtue and morality . The same assurance and consolation , which , as Cicero tells us , encouraged ...
... consider myself as going the directest way to work , in thus turning the indolent contemplations of my younger years to the account of virtue and morality . The same assurance and consolation , which , as Cicero tells us , encouraged ...
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... consider it as endued with certain sedative properties , and capa- ble of calming the spirits under any provocation or disappointment . My father died while I was young , and left to my mother the sole care of my education . To acquit ...
... consider it as endued with certain sedative properties , and capa- ble of calming the spirits under any provocation or disappointment . My father died while I was young , and left to my mother the sole care of my education . To acquit ...
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... am apprized of as well as his mistress . I consider it as one of the severest conditions of this my undertaking , that I must counteract in many instances the natural complacency of my temper , which 28 NO . 2 . LOOKER - ON .
... am apprized of as well as his mistress . I consider it as one of the severest conditions of this my undertaking , that I must counteract in many instances the natural complacency of my temper , which 28 NO . 2 . LOOKER - ON .
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... consider nothing as sacred , but Virtue , Poverty , and Misfortune . No sacrifice will be made to the mode , but where the mode has sacrificed to nature and to reason ; on the contrary , frequent attempts will be made to rescue many ...
... consider nothing as sacred , but Virtue , Poverty , and Misfortune . No sacrifice will be made to the mode , but where the mode has sacrificed to nature and to reason ; on the contrary , frequent attempts will be made to rescue many ...
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... consider them as the mere pastime of the soul- the frolics and gambols of a high - mettled horse , just loosed from the slavery of his collar , and turn- ed out amidst the gay herbage of a green meadow . I happened to sit up , the night ...
... consider them as the mere pastime of the soul- the frolics and gambols of a high - mettled horse , just loosed from the slavery of his collar , and turn- ed out amidst the gay herbage of a green meadow . I happened to sit up , the night ...
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Page 229 - Him there they found Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve, Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy', and with them forge Illusions, as he list, phantasms and dreams...
Page 227 - 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 177 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
Page 74 - Our political system is placed in a just correspondence and symmetry with the order of the world, and with the mode of existence decreed to a permanent body composed of transitory parts...
Page 227 - Deep Frauds before, and open Force behind; The Furies' iron beds; and Strife, that shakes Her hissing tresses and unfolds her snakes. Full in the midst of this infernal road, An elm displays her dusky arms abroad: The God of Sleep there hides his heavy head, And empty dreams on ev'ry leaf are spread.
Page 230 - Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 28 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth, and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday...
Page 229 - Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices, to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive...
Page 175 - ... how can'st thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven, Oh how can'st thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven...
Page 175 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O, how canst thou renounce^ and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy,...