The Spectator ...John Sharpe, 1803 |
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... seems , could hold out no longer , telling me she looked upon the month as then out , for that she had all along reckoned by the new stile . On the other hand , I have great reason to believe , from several angry letters which have been ...
... seems , could hold out no longer , telling me she looked upon the month as then out , for that she had all along reckoned by the new stile . On the other hand , I have great reason to believe , from several angry letters which have been ...
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... seem to approach you with the air of an advocate for punning , ( you who have justified your censures of the practice in a set dissertation upon that subject " ) yet I am confi- dent you will think it abundantly atoned for by ob ...
... seem to approach you with the air of an advocate for punning , ( you who have justified your censures of the practice in a set dissertation upon that subject " ) yet I am confi- dent you will think it abundantly atoned for by ob ...
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... seem'd to blaze abroad , That men's desiring eyes were never weary'd , But hung upon the object . To soft flutes The silver oars kept time : and while they play'd , The hearing gave new pleasure to the sight ; And both to thought- 2 ...
... seem'd to blaze abroad , That men's desiring eyes were never weary'd , But hung upon the object . To soft flutes The silver oars kept time : and while they play'd , The hearing gave new pleasure to the sight ; And both to thought- 2 ...
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... seem afraid lest she should be annoyed by the very air which surrounds her , and this uttered rather with kind looks , and expressed by an interjection , an ' ah , ' or an ' oh , ' at some little hazard in moving or making a step , than ...
... seem afraid lest she should be annoyed by the very air which surrounds her , and this uttered rather with kind looks , and expressed by an interjection , an ' ah , ' or an ' oh , ' at some little hazard in moving or making a step , than ...
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... seems , is so very indifferent to you . Instead of it , I shall only recommend to your consideration the opinion of one whose sentiments on these matters I have often heard you say are extremely just . " A generous and constant passion ...
... seems , is so very indifferent to you . Instead of it , I shall only recommend to your consideration the opinion of one whose sentiments on these matters I have often heard you say are extremely just . " A generous and constant passion ...
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Página 363 - I have set the LORD always before me : because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Página 349 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Página 218 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 368 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Página 142 - Softly on my eyelids laid ; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood.
Página 369 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved Thy prime decree?
Página 74 - He can converse with a picture, and find an agreeable companion in a statue. He meets with a secret refreshment in a description, and often feels a greater satisfaction in the prospect of fields and meadows, than another does in the possession. It gives him indeed a kind of property in every thing he sees, and makes the most rude uncultivated parts of nature administer to his pleasures: so that he looks upon the world, as it were, in another light, and discovers in it a multitude of charms, that...
Página 71 - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
Página 349 - Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Página 218 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade...