The Ruminator: Containing a Series of Moral, Critical, and Sentimental Essays, Zväzok 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1813 |
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Strana 6
... equal worth to gain , Still in the grateful strife was glory mix'd , And Virtue's wishes in his heart were fix'd ; No wealthy son of Commerce bade him hide Before superior pomp his lessen'd pride , Nor call'd him with insulting sneers ...
... equal worth to gain , Still in the grateful strife was glory mix'd , And Virtue's wishes in his heart were fix'd ; No wealthy son of Commerce bade him hide Before superior pomp his lessen'd pride , Nor call'd him with insulting sneers ...
Strana 21
... equal powers , of equally cultivated understandings , and having an equal taste for the enchanting scenery which abounds in both those countries . Admirable indeed is the variety of the powers of Nature , and their influence on the ...
... equal powers , of equally cultivated understandings , and having an equal taste for the enchanting scenery which abounds in both those countries . Admirable indeed is the variety of the powers of Nature , and their influence on the ...
Strana 24
... equal temper keep , In undisturbed peace , yet not in sleep . Let exercise a vigorous health maintain , Without which all the composition's vain . In the same weight prudence and innocence take . Ana of each does the just mixture make ...
... equal temper keep , In undisturbed peace , yet not in sleep . Let exercise a vigorous health maintain , Without which all the composition's vain . In the same weight prudence and innocence take . Ana of each does the just mixture make ...
Strana 37
... equal throughout , is less sublime ; but was so blind an idolater of his great master that , notwithstanding the judgment for which all ages have given him credit , he even copied some of his most glaring faults . Every schoolboy can ...
... equal throughout , is less sublime ; but was so blind an idolater of his great master that , notwithstanding the judgment for which all ages have given him credit , he even copied some of his most glaring faults . Every schoolboy can ...
Strana 83
... equal wit and humour , for I am , alas ! the dullest of the dull , a prosing matter - of - fact fellow of the old school . Wit and humour are , indeed , fascinating and most engaging qualities , but they are neither in the power of ...
... equal wit and humour , for I am , alas ! the dullest of the dull , a prosing matter - of - fact fellow of the old school . Wit and humour are , indeed , fascinating and most engaging qualities , but they are neither in the power of ...
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The Ruminator: Containing a Series of Moral, Critical, and ..., Zväzok 1 Sir Egerton Brydges Úplné zobrazenie - 1813 |
The Ruminator: Containing a Series of Moral, Critical, and ..., Zväzok 1 Sir Egerton Brydges Úplné zobrazenie - 1813 |
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Strana 2 - But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
Strana 61 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; The hair of my flesh stood up.
Strana 135 - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast...
Strana 78 - As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Strana 134 - Thy works, and alms, and all thy good endeavour, Staid not behind, nor in the grave were trod ; But, as Faith pointed with her golden rod, Followed thee up to joy and bliss for ever. Love led them on, and Faith, who knew them best, Thy hand-maids, clad them o'er with purple beams And azure wings, that up they flew so drest, And spake the truth of thee on glorious themes Before the Judge ; who thenceforth bid thee rest, And drink thy fill of pure immortal streams.
Strana 172 - Of witches' spells, of warriors' arms ; Of patriot battles, won of old By Wallace wight, and Bruce the bold ; Of later fields of feud and fight, When, pouring from their Highland height, The Scottish clans, in headlong sway, Had swept the scarlet ranks away. While...
Strana 91 - I knew him a few years ago full of hopes, and full of projects, versed in many languages, high in fancy, and strong in retention.
Strana 169 - NOVEMBER'S sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear: Late, gazing down the steepy linn, That hems our little garden in, Low in its dark and narrow glen, You scarce the rivulet might ken, So thick the tangled green-wood grew, So feeble trilled the streamlet through: Now, murmuring hoarse, and frequent seen Through bush and brier, no longer green, An angry brook, it sweeps the glade, Brawls over rock and wild cascade, And, foaming brown with doubled speed, Hurries its waters to the Tweed.
Strana 277 - Whilst this hard truth I teach, methinks, I see The monster London laugh at me, I should at thee too, foolish city, If it were fit to laugh at misery, But thy estate I pity. Let but thy wicked men from out thee go, And all the fools that crowd thee so, Even thou who dost thy millions boast, A village less than Islington wilt grow, A solitude almost.
Strana 171 - It was a barren scene and wild, Where naked cliffs were rudely piled, But ever and anon between Lay velvet tufts of loveliest green ; And well the lonely infant knew Recesses where the wall-flower grew, And honeysuckle loved to crawl Up the low crag and ruined wall.