The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Volúmenes21-22 |
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... present a lover impatient of every idea that inter- rupts his meditations on his mistress , retiring to shades and solitude , that he may muse , without dis- turbance , on his approaching happiness , or associating himself with some ...
... present a lover impatient of every idea that inter- rupts his meditations on his mistress , retiring to shades and solitude , that he may muse , without dis- turbance , on his approaching happiness , or associating himself with some ...
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... present and future ages to attract the notice and favour of mankind . They are to ob- serve the alterations which time is always making in the modes of life , that they may gratify every gene- ration with a picture of themselves . Thus ...
... present and future ages to attract the notice and favour of mankind . They are to ob- serve the alterations which time is always making in the modes of life , that they may gratify every gene- ration with a picture of themselves . Thus ...
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... present hour , and refer nothing to a distant time , which we are uncertain whether we shall reach ; every moralist may venture to inculcate , because it is always approved , and because it is always for- gotten . this This rule is ...
... present hour , and refer nothing to a distant time , which we are uncertain whether we shall reach ; every moralist may venture to inculcate , because it is always approved , and because it is always for- gotten . this This rule is ...
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... present age ; but as neither the play nor his defences of it were read , his indignation continually increased , till at length it terminated in madness . " He on the right hand is a philosopher , who has lost his reason in a fruitless ...
... present age ; but as neither the play nor his defences of it were read , his indignation continually increased , till at length it terminated in madness . " He on the right hand is a philosopher , who has lost his reason in a fruitless ...
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... present , her assiduity and tenderness might have preserved his life . The captain , though he was not convinced by her reasoning , was yet over- come by the importunate eloquence of her love ; he consented to her request , and they ...
... present , her assiduity and tenderness might have preserved his life . The captain , though he was not convinced by her reasoning , was yet over- come by the importunate eloquence of her love ; he consented to her request , and they ...
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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?