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Pagina 54
... useless to complain , and have brought it at last to the verge of publication , without one act of assistance , one word of encouragement , or one smile of favour . Such treatment I did not expect 54 AN ESSAY ON THE LIFE AND.
... useless to complain , and have brought it at last to the verge of publication , without one act of assistance , one word of encouragement , or one smile of favour . Such treatment I did not expect 54 AN ESSAY ON THE LIFE AND.
Pagina 55
Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy. smile of favour . Such treatment I did not expect , for I never had a patron before . " The Shepherd in Virgil grew acquainted with Love , and found him a native of the rocks . " Is not a patron , my Lord ...
Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy. smile of favour . Such treatment I did not expect , for I never had a patron before . " The Shepherd in Virgil grew acquainted with Love , and found him a native of the rocks . " Is not a patron , my Lord ...
Pagina 98
... smile she asked , Will he give it to me again when he has done with it ? The exteriors of politeness did not belong to Johnson . Even that civility which proceeds , or ought to proceed , from the mind , was sometimes violated . His ...
... smile she asked , Will he give it to me again when he has done with it ? The exteriors of politeness did not belong to Johnson . Even that civility which proceeds , or ought to proceed , from the mind , was sometimes violated . His ...
Pagina 116
... smile at this encomium . Rasselas is undoubtedly both elegant and sublime . It is a view of human life , displayed , it must be own- ed , in gloomy colours . The author's natural me- lancholy , depressed , at the time , by the 116 AN ...
... smile at this encomium . Rasselas is undoubtedly both elegant and sublime . It is a view of human life , displayed , it must be own- ed , in gloomy colours . The author's natural me- lancholy , depressed , at the time , by the 116 AN ...
Pagina 143
... smile ; Exalt each trifle , ev'ry vice adore , Your taste in snuff , your judgment in a whore ; Can Balbo's eloquence applaud , and swear He gropes his breeches with a monarch's air . For arts like these preferr'd , admir'd , caress'd ...
... smile ; Exalt each trifle , ev'ry vice adore , Your taste in snuff , your judgment in a whore ; Can Balbo's eloquence applaud , and swear He gropes his breeches with a monarch's air . For arts like these preferr'd , admir'd , caress'd ...
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Pagina 152 - 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 153 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day...
Pagina 115 - 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 157 - Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find? Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind? Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?
Pagina 150 - The liv'r.it£i army, and the menial lord. With age, with cares, with maladies, oppress'd, He seeks the refuge of monastic rest. Grief aids disease, remember'd folly stings, And his last sighs reproach the faith of kings.
Pagina 28 - The rest of the company bestowed lavish encomiums on Johnson: one, in particular, praised his impartiality ; observing, that he dealt out reason and eloquence, with an equal hand to both parties. " That is not quite true," said Johnson ; " I saved appearances tolerably well; but I took care that the WHIG DOGS should not have the best of it.
Pagina 151 - Till captive Science yields her last retreat; Should Reason guide thee with her brightest ray, And pour on misty doubt resistless day; Should no false kindness lure to loose delight, Nor praise relax, nor difficulty fright; Should tempting Novelty thy cell refrain, And Sloth effuse her opiate fumes in vain; Should Beauty blunt on fops her fatal dart, Nor claim the triumph of a letter...
Pagina 156 - New sorrow rises as the day returns, A sister sickens, or a daughter mourns. Now kindred Merit fills the sable bier, Now lacerated Friendship claims a tear; Year chases year, decay pursues decay, Still drops some joy from with'ring life away; New forms arise, and...
Pagina 36 - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Pagina 158 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.