The British Essayists: Looker-on

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C. and J. Rivington, 1823
 

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Strana 79 - Our political system is placed in a just correspondence and symmetry with the order of the world, and with the mode of existence decreed to a permanent body composed of transitory parts...
Strana 246 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Strana 157 - Fairer than feigned of old, or fabled since, Of faery damsels, met in forests wide By knights of Logres, or of Lyones, Lancelot, or Pelleas, or Pellenore.
Strana 236 - J'entends Théodecte de l'antichambre ; il grossit sa voix à mesure qu'il s'approche ; le voilà entré : il rit, il crie, il éclate ; on bouche ses oreilles, c'est un tonnerre. Il n'est pas moins redoutable par les choses qu'il dit que par le ton dont il parle. Il ne s'apaise, et il ne revient de ce grand fracas que pour bredouiller des vanités et des sottises. Il a si peu d'égard au temps, aux personnes, aux bienséances, que chacun a son fait sans qu'il ait eu intention de le lui donner ;...
Strana 280 - Now, all amid the rigours of .the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene ; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join, To cheer the gloom. There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead...
Strana 200 - Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker ! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or Thy work, He hath no hands...
Strana 192 - Lady F. Why, sure, you would not sacrifice your honour to your pleasure ? Madem. Je suis philosophe. Lady F. Bless me, how you talk ! Why, what if honour be a burden, mademoiselle, must it not be borne ? Madem. Chacun a sa fagon.
Strana 251 - When he put on the robe of honour, and was clothed with the perfection of glory, when he went up to the holy altar, he made the garment of holiness honourable. When he took the portions out of the priests...
Strana 235 - ... entendues, il s'en croit complice et responsable. Tyran de la société et martyr de son ambition, il a une triste circonspection dans sa conduite et dans ses discours, une raillerie innocente, mais froide et contrainte, un ris forcé, des caresses contrefaites, une conversation interrompue et des distractions fréquentes.
Strana 257 - There were some mathematicians that could with one fetch of their pen make an exact circle, and with the next touch point out the centre ; is it therefore reasonable to banish all use of the compasses ? Set forms are a pair of compasses. 6. God hath given gifts unto men.

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