The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL. D.G. Walker ... [and 9 others], 1820 |
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... give , MART . For tell me , who makes haste enough to live ? F. LEWIS . ANY words and sentences are so frequently MANY heard in the mouths of men , that a su- perficial observer is inclined to believe , that they must contain some ...
... give , MART . For tell me , who makes haste enough to live ? F. LEWIS . ANY words and sentences are so frequently MANY heard in the mouths of men , that a su- perficial observer is inclined to believe , that they must contain some ...
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... gives the power of -bestowing , and considered himself as culpable in some degree for having left a good action in the hands of chance , and suffered his benevolence to be defeated for want of quickness and diligence . : t It is ...
... gives the power of -bestowing , and considered himself as culpable in some degree for having left a good action in the hands of chance , and suffered his benevolence to be defeated for want of quickness and diligence . : t It is ...
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... give some pain ; the hearers either strain their faculties to accompany its towerings , or are left behind in envy and despair . Good - humour boasts no faculties which every one does not believe in his owr power , and pleases ...
... give some pain ; the hearers either strain their faculties to accompany its towerings , or are left behind in envy and despair . Good - humour boasts no faculties which every one does not believe in his owr power , and pleases ...
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... give the fu- ture full power over my mind , and to start away from the scene before me to some expected enjoy- ment , I deliver up myself to the tyranny of every desire which fancy suggests , and long for a thou- sand things which I am ...
... give the fu- ture full power over my mind , and to start away from the scene before me to some expected enjoy- ment , I deliver up myself to the tyranny of every desire which fancy suggests , and long for a thou- sand things which I am ...
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... give pleasure , where they are not ΜΕΝ pleased themselves ; it is necessary , therefore , to cultivate an habitual alacrity and cheerfulness , that in whatever state we may be placed by Provi- dence , whether we are appointed to confer ...
... give pleasure , where they are not ΜΕΝ pleased themselves ; it is necessary , therefore , to cultivate an habitual alacrity and cheerfulness , that in whatever state we may be placed by Provi- dence , whether we are appointed to confer ...
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Ajax amusements Aristotle attention Aureng-Zebe beauty celebrated censure common considered contempt critick curiosity danger delight Demochares desire dignity diligence discover domestick DRYDEN elegance endeavoured envy equally expected eyes FALSEHOOD fancy favour fear February 19 felicity festool flatter folly fortune frequently Gabba gayety genius gratifications happiness heart honour hope hopes and fears hour human idleness imagination inclination innu inquiry JUPITER justly kind knowledge labour ladies learning lence less libertine lives look mankind medicated gloves ment Milton mind miscarriages nature necessary neglected negligence neral ness never NUMB numbers observed once opinion ourselves OVID passed passions perhaps perpetual pleased pleasure poets praise pride publick racters RAMBLER reason regard reproach SATURDAY scarcely seldom sometimes soon sophisms sound stancy suffer surely syllables terrour thing thou thought tion truth TUESDAY vanity verse Virgil virtue writers
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Seite 443 - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree ? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Seite 145 - 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. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
Seite 93 - Here love his golden shafts employs, here lights His constant lamp, and waves his purple wings, Reigns here and revels...
Seite 119 - Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness, and lasting pain, Torments him : round he throws his baleful eyes, That witness'd huge affliction and dismay Mix'd with obdurate pride and steadfast hate : At once, as far as Angels...
Seite 439 - To live a life half dead, a living death, And buried; but, O yet more miserable! Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave; Buried, yet not exempt, By privilege of death and burial, From worst of other evils, pains and wrongs ; But made hereby obnoxious more To all the miseries of life, Life in captivity Among inhuman foes.
Seite 120 - Shoots far into the bosom of dim Night A glimmering dawn. Here Nature first begins Her farthest verge, and Chaos to retire...
Seite 104 - To heaven removed where first it grew, there grows, And flowers aloft shading the fount of life, And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream...
Seite 120 - Olympian hill I soar, Above the flight of Pegasean wing ! The meaning, not the name, I call ; for thou Nor of the Muses nine, nor on the top Of old Olympus dwell'st ; but...
Seite 119 - Adam, well may we labour still to dress This garden, still to tend plant, herb, and flower, Our pleasant task enjoin'd ; but, till more hands Aid us, the work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint ; what we by day Lop overgrown, or prune, or prop, or bind, One night or two with wanton growth derides, Tending to wild.
Seite 118 - Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian Bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drowned Both harp and voice ; nor could the Muse defend Her son.