The Adviser: Or, The Moral and Literary Tribunal ...sold, 1803 |
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... once lent to an aunt , also a mighty genealogist , who forgot to re- turn it ; and where it now is deposited , we know not , to our great discomfiture , ` cha- grin and vexation . My mother was a most violent , impetuous , haughty , and ...
... once lent to an aunt , also a mighty genealogist , who forgot to re- turn it ; and where it now is deposited , we know not , to our great discomfiture , ` cha- grin and vexation . My mother was a most violent , impetuous , haughty , and ...
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... once was ; no man could look upon , and not compassionate him . ' Is not destruction to the wicked , and a strange punishment to the workers of iniquity ? ' ESSAY VII . THE NARRATIVE CONTINUED . " My mind was absorbed in the contempla ...
... once was ; no man could look upon , and not compassionate him . ' Is not destruction to the wicked , and a strange punishment to the workers of iniquity ? ' ESSAY VII . THE NARRATIVE CONTINUED . " My mind was absorbed in the contempla ...
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... as it is well known , when I served the office of church - warden , I have spoken , for a matter of two minutes and a half , upon lettering the church buckets ; and have , once or twice in my life , speechified it a 57.
... as it is well known , when I served the office of church - warden , I have spoken , for a matter of two minutes and a half , upon lettering the church buckets ; and have , once or twice in my life , speechified it a 57.
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Or, The Moral and Literary Tribunal ... John Bristed. once or twice in my life , speechified it a little at the Robin Hood ; but that is neither here nor there , neighbour Whiffle : I say , it is a bad world we live in ; and so you ...
Or, The Moral and Literary Tribunal ... John Bristed. once or twice in my life , speechified it a little at the Robin Hood ; but that is neither here nor there , neighbour Whiffle : I say , it is a bad world we live in ; and so you ...
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... once told the beholder a tale of hor- ror , ere his tongue could hasten , by the words of blandishment , to lull the unsuspect- ing hearer into fatal security and confidence . His nose - but I will not detain with re- marks on his ...
... once told the beholder a tale of hor- ror , ere his tongue could hasten , by the words of blandishment , to lull the unsuspect- ing hearer into fatal security and confidence . His nose - but I will not detain with re- marks on his ...
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Էջ 115 - But farther, it is an assured truth, and a conclusion of experience, that a little or superficial knowledge of philosophy may incline the mind of man to atheism, but a farther proceeding therein doth bring the mind back again to religion ; for in the entrance of philosophy, when the second causes, which are next unto the senses, do offer themselves to the mind of man, if it dwell and stay there, it may induce some oblivion of the highest cause ; but when a man passeth...
Էջ 268 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Էջ 181 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Էջ 144 - The mountains quake at him, and the hills melt, And the earth is burned at his presence, Yea, the world, and all that dwell therein. Who can stand before his indignation ? And who can abide in the fierceness of his anger ? His fury is poured out like fire, And the rocks are thrown down by him.
Էջ 214 - To reform and not to chastise I am afraid is impossible, and that the best precepts, as well as the best laws, would prove of small use if there were no examples to enforce them. To attack vices in the abstract, without touching persons, may be safe fighting indeed, but it is fighting with shadows.
Էջ 257 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Էջ 282 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake, and his conscience ; that his bones, When he has run his course, and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on 'em ! What more ? Crom.
Էջ 79 - ... Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood Rolls fair, and placid; where collected all, In one impetuous torrent, down the steep It thundering shoots, and shakes the country round. At first, an azure sheet, it rushes broad ; Then whitening by degrees, as prone it falls, And from the loud-resounding rocks below Dash'd in a cloud of foam, it sends aloft A hoary mist, and forms a ceaseless shower.
Էջ 217 - On the other side up rose Belial, in act more graceful and humane; A fairer person lost not Heaven; he seemed For dignity composed and high exploit: But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels...
Էջ 143 - And at its base, from whence the serpent glides Down the green desert street, yon hoary monk laments the same, the vision as he views, The solitary, silent, solemn scene, Where Caesars, heroes, peasants, hermits lie, Blended in dust together ; where the slave Rests from his labours ; where th' insulting proud Resigns his power ; the miser drops his hoard , Where human folly sleeps.