The Works of Samuel Johnson, Volumul 1Talboys and Wheeler, 1825 |
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Pagina xv
... pleased to call the great . " The scheme proposed to him was , that he should retire to Swansea in Wales , and receive an allowance of fifty pounds a year , to be raised by subscription : Pope was to pay twenty pounds . This plan ...
... pleased to call the great . " The scheme proposed to him was , that he should retire to Swansea in Wales , and receive an allowance of fifty pounds a year , to be raised by subscription : Pope was to pay twenty pounds . This plan ...
Pagina xxxii
... pleased to allow a middle state , where they may be purified by certain degrees of suffering . You see there is nothing unreason- able in this ; and if it be once established , that there are souls in purgatory , it is as proper to pray ...
... pleased to allow a middle state , where they may be purified by certain degrees of suffering . You see there is nothing unreason- able in this ; and if it be once established , that there are souls in purgatory , it is as proper to pray ...
Pagina xxxv
... pleased to have his all neglected , be it ever so little . Seven years , my lord , have now passed , since I waited in your outward room , or was repulsed from your door ; during which time , I have been pushing on my work through ...
... pleased to have his all neglected , be it ever so little . Seven years , my lord , have now passed , since I waited in your outward room , or was repulsed from your door ; during which time , I have been pushing on my work through ...
Pagina lvi
... pleased to find his knowledge recalled to his mind in a manner highly pleasing . " In the month of August he set out for Lichfield , on a visit to Mrs. Lucy Porter , the daughter of his wife by her first husband ; and , in his way back ...
... pleased to find his knowledge recalled to his mind in a manner highly pleasing . " In the month of August he set out for Lichfield , on a visit to Mrs. Lucy Porter , the daughter of his wife by her first husband ; and , in his way back ...
Pagina lviii
... pleased God to restore me to so great a measure of health , that , if I should now appropriate so much of a fortune destined to do good , I could not escape from myself the charge of advancing a false claim . My journey to the continent ...
... pleased God to restore me to so great a measure of health , that , if I should now appropriate so much of a fortune destined to do good , I could not escape from myself the charge of advancing a false claim . My journey to the continent ...
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Pagina 15 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent? For, why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th
Pagina 19 - Yet when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions, and a will resign'd; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that panting for a happier seat, Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat...
Pagina lvi - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Pagina 17 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Pagina 206 - is much to be desired; but I am afraid that no man will be able to breathe in these regions of speculation and tranquillity.
Pagina xxxv - I had exhausted all the art of pleasing which a retired and uncourtly scholar can possess. I had done all that I could ; and no man is well pleased to have his all neglected, be it ever so little. Seven years, my lord...
Pagina 215 - The business of a poet, said Imlac, is to examine, not the individual, but the species; to remark general properties and large appearances ; he does not number the streaks of the tulip, or describe the different shades in the verdure of the forest. He is to exhibit in his portraits of nature such prominent and striking features as recall the original to every mind ; and must neglect the minuter discriminations, which one may have remarked, and another have neglected, for those characteristicks which...
Pagina 259 - This opinion, which perhaps, prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth : those that never heard of one another, would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some, who deny it with their tongues, confess it by their fears d.
Pagina lxxvii - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Pagina 18 - But did not chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.