The Weekly Visitor, Հատորներ 2-3

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A.C. Morton., 1810
 

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Common terms and phrases

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Էջ 346 - Alas ! we see too plainly how he kept his word. Behold, he dies a martyr to honour! your infernal tortures have, destroyed him.
Էջ 285 - ... to the softest musical instruments ; her name was INTEMPERANCE. She waved her hand, and thus addressed the crowd of diseases ; Give way, ye sickly band of pretenders, nor dare to vie with my superior merits in the service of this great monarch.
Էջ 293 - THERE is no talent so useful toward rising in the world, or which puts men more out of the reach of fortune, than that quality generally possessed by the dullest sort of men, and in common speech called discretion...
Էջ 415 - THERE is a land, of every land the pride, Beloved by heaven, o'er all the world beside...
Էջ 86 - ... and ropes for harness. The horses were worthy of the harness; wretched little dog-tired creatures, that looked as if they had been driven to the last gasp, and as if they had never been rubbed down in their lives ; their bones starting through their skin ; one lame, the other blind ; one with a raw back, the other with, a galled breast...
Էջ 415 - Time-tutored age, and love-exalted youth ; The wandering mariner, whose eye explores The wealthiest isles, the most enchanting shores, Views not a realm so bountiful and fair, Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air ; In every clime the magnet of his soul, Touched by remembrance, trembles...
Էջ 415 - Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life; In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. " Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found...
Էջ 197 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. An inadvertent step may crush the snail, That crawls at evening in the public path ; But he that has humanity, forewarned, Will tread aside, and let the reptile live. The creeping vermin, loathsome to the sight, And charged perhaps with venom, that intrudes, A visitor unwelcome, into scenes...
Էջ 58 - Sharpe, and am archbishop of York: my carriage and servants are behind: tell me what money you want, and who you are; and I'll not injure you, but prove a friend.
Էջ 58 - God and gratitude will never suffer it to be obliterated from my mind. In me, my lord, you now behold that once most wretched of mankind ; but now, by your inexpressible humanity, rendered equal, perhaps superior to millions. Oh, my lord...

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