The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Volúmenes21-22 |
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... eye : Gums and pomatums shall his flight restrain , While clogg'd he beats his silken wings in vain ; Or alum styptics with contracting power , Shrink his thin 12 NO . 93 . ADVENTURER . On the Taste or Whim for Chinese chitecture and ...
... eye : Gums and pomatums shall his flight restrain , While clogg'd he beats his silken wings in vain ; Or alum styptics with contracting power , Shrink his thin 12 NO . 93 . ADVENTURER . On the Taste or Whim for Chinese chitecture and ...
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... eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change , Into something rich and strange . And then follows a most lively circumstance : Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell . Hark ! now I hear them - Ding - dong bell ...
... eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change , Into something rich and strange . And then follows a most lively circumstance : Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell . Hark ! now I hear them - Ding - dong bell ...
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... eye can witness , that from various mix- tures , in various proportions , infinite diversifications of tints may be produced . In like manner , the pas- sions of the mind , which put the world in motion , and produce all the bustle and ...
... eye can witness , that from various mix- tures , in various proportions , infinite diversifications of tints may be produced . In like manner , the pas- sions of the mind , which put the world in motion , and produce all the bustle and ...
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... eyes to be weak ; I became daily more negligent of my dress , and more blunt in my manner ; I professed myself a foe to starters and milksops , declared that there was no enjoyment equal to that of a bottle and a friend , and soon ...
... eyes to be weak ; I became daily more negligent of my dress , and more blunt in my manner ; I professed myself a foe to starters and milksops , declared that there was no enjoyment equal to that of a bottle and a friend , and soon ...
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... eye every cheek was covered with blushes of diffidence or desire , and at her command every foot became swift as that of the roe . But Al- merine , whom ambition was thus zealous to obey , who was reverenced by hoary wisdom , and ...
... eye every cheek was covered with blushes of diffidence or desire , and at her command every foot became swift as that of the roe . But Al- merine , whom ambition was thus zealous to obey , who was reverenced by hoary wisdom , and ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 25 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Página 7 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Página 129 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated; thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
Página 26 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Página 168 - No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Página 115 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger, And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall...
Página 127 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to 't?
Página 167 - Mine enemy's dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire ; and wast thou fain, poor father, To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw? Alack, alack!
Página 52 - In the midst of the street of it and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month ; and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
Página 7 - em That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Prospero. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ariel. Mine would, sir, were I human. Prospero. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art?