The British Essayists: SpectatorLionel Thomas Berguer T. and J. Allman, 1823 |
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Pagina 2
... serve to alarm the world against her in ordinary life , as mine , I hope , Idid those who shall behold her at church . letter was written last winter to the lady who gave it me ; and I doubt not but you will find it the soul of a happy ...
... serve to alarm the world against her in ordinary life , as mine , I hope , Idid those who shall behold her at church . letter was written last winter to the lady who gave it me ; and I doubt not but you will find it the soul of a happy ...
Pagina 6
... serve at the altars of the God of Peace . The massacres to which the church of Rome has animated the ordinary people are dreadful instances of the truth of this observation ; and whoever reads the history of the Irish rebellion , and ...
... serve at the altars of the God of Peace . The massacres to which the church of Rome has animated the ordinary people are dreadful instances of the truth of this observation ; and whoever reads the history of the Irish rebellion , and ...
Pagina 8
... serve his interests ; while , with the noble art of hypocrisy , empire would be to be extended , and new conquests be made by new devices , by which prompt address his creatures might insensibly give law in the business of life , by ...
... serve his interests ; while , with the noble art of hypocrisy , empire would be to be extended , and new conquests be made by new devices , by which prompt address his creatures might insensibly give law in the business of life , by ...
Pagina 12
... served up according to custom ; and you know he used to take great delight in it . From that time forward he grew worse and worse , but still kept a good heart to the last . Indeed we were once in great hopes of 12 N ° 517 . SPECTATOR .
... served up according to custom ; and you know he used to take great delight in it . From that time forward he grew worse and worse , but still kept a good heart to the last . Indeed we were once in great hopes of 12 N ° 517 . SPECTATOR .
Pagina 15
... serve up is a letter come fresh to my hand . ' MR . SPECTATOR , It is with inexpressible sorrow that I hear of the death of good Sir Roger , and do heartily condole with you upon so melancholy an occasion . I think you ought to have ...
... serve up is a letter come fresh to my hand . ' MR . SPECTATOR , It is with inexpressible sorrow that I hear of the death of good Sir Roger , and do heartily condole with you upon so melancholy an occasion . I think you ought to have ...
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Pagina 118 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep...
Pagina 117 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pagina 12 - KNOWING that you was my old master's good friend, I could not forbear sending you the melancholy news of his death, which has afflicted the whole country, as well as his poor servants, who loved him, I may say, better than we did our lives. I am afraid he caught his death the last county...
Pagina 197 - IT is a celebrated thought of Socrates, that if all the misfortunes of mankind were cast into a public stock, in order to be equally distributed among the whole species, those who now think themselves the most unhappy, would prefer the share they are already possessed of before that which would fall to them by such a division.
Pagina 118 - tis not done; the attempt and not the deed Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss them. Had he not resembled My father as he slept I had done 't.
Pagina 113 - Right fit to rend the food on which he fared. His name was Care; a blacksmith by his trade, That neither day nor night from working spared, But to 'small purpose yron wedges made; Those be unquiet thoughts, that carefull minds invade.
Pagina 118 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
Pagina 202 - The female world were very busy among themselves in bartering for features: one was trucking a lock of gray hairs for a carbuncle, another was making over a short waist for a pair of round shoulders, and a third cheapening a bad face for a lost reputation; but on all these occasions there was not one of them who did not think the new blemish, as soon as she had got it into her possession, much more disagreeable than the old one.
Pagina 228 - Behold, I go forward, but he is not there ; and backward, but I cannot perceive him : on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him : he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him : but he knoweth the way that I take : when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Pagina 119 - But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?