Beauties of literature, selected from various authors by H. Waylett1791 |
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... wild , his countenance pale , and his eyes swimming in tears : the moment he saw me , he threw himself into a chair ; and putting a copy of his answer to Ventosus's challenge into my hand , anticipated my enquiries by relating all that ...
... wild , his countenance pale , and his eyes swimming in tears : the moment he saw me , he threw himself into a chair ; and putting a copy of his answer to Ventosus's challenge into my hand , anticipated my enquiries by relating all that ...
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... wild eagerness , that the vessel having met with an accident in going out was put back , and then lay in the river near Gravesend . With this intelligence I re- turned to my daughter , and told her my mind . ' Em- ' my , ' says , I ...
... wild eagerness , that the vessel having met with an accident in going out was put back , and then lay in the river near Gravesend . With this intelligence I re- turned to my daughter , and told her my mind . ' Em- ' my , ' says , I ...
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... wilds im part , Imprints the patriot paffion on his heart , And even those hills , that round his manfion rife , Enhance the blifs his fcanty fund fupplies , Dear is that shed to which his foul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts ...
... wilds im part , Imprints the patriot paffion on his heart , And even those hills , that round his manfion rife , Enhance the blifs his fcanty fund fupplies , Dear is that shed to which his foul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts ...
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... wild excefs the vulgar breast takes fire , Till , buried in debauch , the blifs expire . But not their joys alone thus coarfely flow : Their morals , like their pleasures , are but low ; For , as refinement stops , from fire to son ...
... wild excefs the vulgar breast takes fire , Till , buried in debauch , the blifs expire . But not their joys alone thus coarfely flow : Their morals , like their pleasures , are but low ; For , as refinement stops , from fire to son ...
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... wild Paffion's rage , Nor fear ye aught in evil hour , Save the tardy hand of Age . Now mirth hath heard the fuppliant Poet's prayer ; No cloud that rides the blaft , fhall vex the troubled air . SMOLLET . Independence . Independence ...
... wild Paffion's rage , Nor fear ye aught in evil hour , Save the tardy hand of Age . Now mirth hath heard the fuppliant Poet's prayer ; No cloud that rides the blaft , fhall vex the troubled air . SMOLLET . Independence . Independence ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Agrestis Amelia anguiſh Arria Article of War beſtow blefs blifs breaſt BUDGEN Caledonia call'd cardinal character charms cheer contempt continue at college daugh dear death Eugenio ev'ry eyes fafe faid fame father fear feek feen fhades fhall fhed fide firft firſt five crowns fkies fome fong fons forrow foul fprings ftate ftill fuch fure fweet give grief hand happy hath heart Heaven himſelf honeft honour hope hour juft laft look Maria Mifs mind Mirth moft moſt Nature's never o'er Pætus Paffions pain parsi Petrarch Pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r praife praiſe pride rage reft reign rife round Schiraz ſhall ſhe ſky ſpeak ſpread ſtate ſtill tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thro tion truth univerfal Ventosus virtue warm ween whofe Whoſe wiſh wretched young yourselves youth
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Página 58 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Página 4 - If the Spring put forth no blossoms, in Summer there will be no beauty, and in Autumn. no fruit. So if youth be trifled away without improvement, manhood will be contemptible, and old age miserable.
Página 8 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed ; No costly lord the sumptuous banquet deal, To make him loathe his vegetable meal : But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil, Each wish contracting, fits him to the soil.
Página 55 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...
Página 62 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Página 64 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Página 56 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment, tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Página 32 - First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, Ev'n at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd; his eyes on fire In lightnings own'd his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings.
Página 49 - If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home.
Página 40 - I felt such undescribable emotions within me, as I am sure could not be accounted for from any combinations of matter and motion.