The British Essayists: TatlerJames Ferguson J. Richardson and Company, 1823 |
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Pagina 14
... sense . With these accomplishments , he went to visit his father in the country , who was a plain , rough , honest man , and wise , though not learned . The son , who took all opportunities to show his learning , began to establish a ...
... sense . With these accomplishments , he went to visit his father in the country , who was a plain , rough , honest man , and wise , though not learned . The son , who took all opportunities to show his learning , began to establish a ...
Pagina 18
... sense of her of life . " Mr. Bickerstaff , " said she , " you cannot imagine how much you are obliged to me , in staying thus long with you , having so many visits to make ; and , indeed , if I had not hopes that a third part of those I ...
... sense of her of life . " Mr. Bickerstaff , " said she , " you cannot imagine how much you are obliged to me , in staying thus long with you , having so many visits to make ; and , indeed , if I had not hopes that a third part of those I ...
Pagina 20
... much to the les- sening the esteem men of sense have to the fair sex , as this article of visits . A young lady cannot be married , but all impertinents in town must be beat- ing the tattoo from one quarter of the town to 20 109 . TATLER .
... much to the les- sening the esteem men of sense have to the fair sex , as this article of visits . A young lady cannot be married , but all impertinents in town must be beat- ing the tattoo from one quarter of the town to 20 109 . TATLER .
Pagina 28
... sense , my thoughts naturally fell upon my- self . I was considering , amidst the stillness of the night , what was the proper employment of a think- ing being ? what were the perfections it should pro- pose to itself ? and what the end ...
... sense , my thoughts naturally fell upon my- self . I was considering , amidst the stillness of the night , what was the proper employment of a think- ing being ? what were the perfections it should pro- pose to itself ? and what the end ...
Pagina 29
... sense of virtue than the present . It is indeed a melancholy reflection to consider that the British nation , which is now at a greater height of glory for its councils and conquests than it ever was before , should distinguish itself ...
... sense of virtue than the present . It is indeed a melancholy reflection to consider that the British nation , which is now at a greater height of glory for its councils and conquests than it ever was before , should distinguish itself ...
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acquaintance admired Æneid agreeable Anticyra appear beautiful behaviour Bickerstaff called character Cicero Coffee-house confess Coquette creatures dead death delight desire discourse dress endeavour entertain Erasistratus Eriphyle Esquire eyes fancy father favour fortune Gascon gentleman give greatest hand happy hath heart honour human humble humour husband imagination impertinent ISAAC BICKERSTAFF Jupiter kind lady learned letter live look lover mankind manner marriage ment mind Mohocks Nando's nation nature never night observe occasion OVID particular pass passion persons petitioner petticoat pleased pleasure poet present proper Pyrrha racter reader reason received Roman Censors Rome SATURDAY says sense Sheer-lane soul speak spirit Stratonice Tatler tell temper Terentia thing thought THURSDAY Timoleon tion Tiresias told town TUESDAY turn upholsterer VIRG Virgil virtue walk whole wife woman words write young
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Pagina 47 - But neither breath of Morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds ; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew ; nor fragrance, after showers ; Nor grateful evening mild ; nor silent Night, With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Pagina 5 - So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Pagina 5 - Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body...
Pagina 6 - Like Niobe, all tears, why she, even she — O God ! a beast that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer — married with mine uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
Pagina 47 - With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and...
Pagina 62 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Pagina 48 - Others apart sat on a hill retir'd, In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate; Fix'd fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.
Pagina 30 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Pagina 198 - Two urns by Jove's high throne have ever stood, The source of evil one, and one of good ; From thence the cup of mortal man he fills, Blessings to these, to those distributes ills ; To most, he mingles both : the wretch decreed To taste the bad, unmix'd, is curst indeed ; Pursued by wrongs, by meagre famine driven, He wanders, outcast both of Earth and Heaven.
Pagina 366 - She was a very beautiful woman, of a noble spirit, and there was a dignity in her grief amidst all the wildness of her transport; which, methought, struck me with an instinct of sorrow, that, before I was sensible of what it was to grieve, seized my very soul, and has made pity the weakness of my heart ever since.