The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Volúmenes21-22 |
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... persons of opposite interests , tastes , capacities , and dispositions : the scale , how- ever , consists of eight degrees ; Greenhorn , Jemmy , Jessamy , Smart , Honest Fellow , Joyous Spirit , Buck , and Blood . As I have myself ...
... persons of opposite interests , tastes , capacities , and dispositions : the scale , how- ever , consists of eight degrees ; Greenhorn , Jemmy , Jessamy , Smart , Honest Fellow , Joyous Spirit , Buck , and Blood . As I have myself ...
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... person or cul- tivate the mind of Almerine . The house of her fa- ther was the resort of all who excelled in learning of whatever class ; and as the wit of Almerine was equal to her beauty , her knowledge was soon equal to her wit ...
... person or cul- tivate the mind of Almerine . The house of her fa- ther was the resort of all who excelled in learning of whatever class ; and as the wit of Almerine was equal to her beauty , her knowledge was soon equal to her wit ...
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... person whose affections he believed to have another object . He did not , therefore , take away the life of Nouras- sin for a crime , to which he himself had furnished the temptation ; but as some punishment was neces- sary as a ...
... person whose affections he believed to have another object . He did not , therefore , take away the life of Nouras- sin for a crime , to which he himself had furnished the temptation ; but as some punishment was neces- sary as a ...
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... ; so copious is his invention , so mas- terly his elocution ; so wonderfully is he adapted to all kinds of subjects , persons , and passions . This panegyric reflects equal honour on the critic and on the 7 78 NO . 105 . ADVENTURER .
... ; so copious is his invention , so mas- terly his elocution ; so wonderfully is he adapted to all kinds of subjects , persons , and passions . This panegyric reflects equal honour on the critic and on the 7 78 NO . 105 . ADVENTURER .
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... person of a sanguine complexion and lively imagination , he was sure of gaining the ten thousand pounds by the number of his chances . He spent a month in surveying the counties that lie in the neighbourhood of the metropolis , before ...
... person of a sanguine complexion and lively imagination , he was sure of gaining the ten thousand pounds by the number of his chances . He spent a month in surveying the counties that lie in the neighbourhood of the metropolis , before ...
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Términos y frases comunes
acquaintance Adventurer amusement appearance bagnio beauty Caliban character Clodio considered Corsica danger daughter disappointed discovered distress dreadful elegance endeavoured entertainment equal Euripides evil excellence eyes fashion father favour fear felicity FITZ-ADAM Flavilla folly fortune Fretters gentleman give Goneril happiness heart Hilario honour hope horses humble servant imagination kind knew labour lady learned lence less letter lived look Lord Lord Chesterfield mankind manner marriage Menander ment Mercator mind moral nature neral ness never night obliged observed OVID paper passion perhaps person pity pleasure poet Posidippus pounds present produced Prospero Quintilian racter readers reason Richard Owen Cambridge ridicule ROBERT DODSLEY scarce sentiments Shelimah sometimes soon suffer taste thee Theocritus thing thou thought tion told truth VIRG virtue Westminster school wife wish wretch writer
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?