The British Essayists;: AdventurerJ. Johnson, J. Nichols and son, R. Baldwin, F. and C. Rivington, W. Otridge and son, W.J. and J. Richardson, A. Strahan, R. Faulder, ... [and 40 others], 1808 - English essays |
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... coral made : Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change , Into something rich and strange . VOL . XXV . And then follows a most lively circumstance ; Sea - x 93 . 13 ADVENTURER .
... coral made : Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change , Into something rich and strange . VOL . XXV . And then follows a most lively circumstance ; Sea - x 93 . 13 ADVENTURER .
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... suffered oftener than Projectors , whose rapidity of imagination and vastness of design raise such envy in their fellow mortals , that every eye watches for their fall , and every heart exults at their distresses yet even a Projector ...
... suffered oftener than Projectors , whose rapidity of imagination and vastness of design raise such envy in their fellow mortals , that every eye watches for their fall , and every heart exults at their distresses yet even a Projector ...
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... suffered my hair to grow long enough to comb back over the fore - top of my wig , which when I sallied forth to my evening amusement , I changed to a queue ; I tied the collar of my shirt with half an ell of black ribbon , which ...
... suffered my hair to grow long enough to comb back over the fore - top of my wig , which when I sallied forth to my evening amusement , I changed to a queue ; I tied the collar of my shirt with half an ell of black ribbon , which ...
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... suffer my resentment to instigate me to any arts of supplantation , nor my eagerness of riches to betray me to any indirect methods of gain ; I pursued my business with incessant assiduity , sup- mean ported by the hope of being one day ...
... suffer my resentment to instigate me to any arts of supplantation , nor my eagerness of riches to betray me to any indirect methods of gain ; I pursued my business with incessant assiduity , sup- mean ported by the hope of being one day ...
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... suffer perpetual dis- appointment ; and , indeed , they concurred to in- jure an infant which they could not behold with complacency , by sending her with only one atten- dant to a remote castle which stood on the confines of a wood . 6 ...
... suffer perpetual dis- appointment ; and , indeed , they concurred to in- jure an infant which they could not behold with complacency , by sending her with only one atten- dant to a remote castle which stood on the confines of a wood . 6 ...
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acquainted ADVENTURER affection Almerine ancient appearance bagnio beauty became Boileau Caprinus Catiline censure character Clodio considered contempt Cordelia countenance courage Crito danger daughter delight Demosthenes Diphilus disappointed discovered distress dreadful dress DRYDEN equal Euripides evil excellence expected eyes father favour fear felicity Flavilla folly fortune frequently gentleman Gonerill gratify guilt happiness hast heart Hilario honour hope imagination impatient increased insensibility kind knew labour lady Lear less look mankind marriage Menander ment Mercator mind misery morning nature ness never night Nourassin obtain OVID passion perceived perhaps perpetual person pity Plautus pleasure Plutarch portunity Posidippus present produced Quintilian racter reason reflected scarce sentiments Shakspeare Shelimah shew solicitous Soliman solitude sometimes soon Sophocles suffer superaddition Telephus tenderness thee Theocritus things thou thought tion told truth TUESDAY tural uncon utmost VIRG virtue wish wretched writers
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Page 32 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Page 195 - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Page 194 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Page 34 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Page 150 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to 't?
Page 135 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger, And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall...
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Page 151 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Page 12 - On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Page 15 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.