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... speak in Miltonic ) kind of wit , vul- garly termed the pun . It would not be much amiss to consult Dr. T-- W- ( who is certainly a 4 The second letter in No 286 . very able projector , and whose system of divinity and 6 396 . SPECTATOR .
... speak in Miltonic ) kind of wit , vul- garly termed the pun . It would not be much amiss to consult Dr. T-- W- ( who is certainly a 4 The second letter in No 286 . very able projector , and whose system of divinity and 6 396 . SPECTATOR .
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... speak a truth , never prince had wife more loyal in all duty , and in all true affection , than you have ever found in Ann Boleyn : with which name and place I could willingly have contented myself , if God and your grace's pleasure had ...
... speak a truth , never prince had wife more loyal in all duty , and in all true affection , than you have ever found in Ann Boleyn : with which name and place I could willingly have contented myself , if God and your grace's pleasure had ...
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... speak the same language , are a distinct people from those of Cheapside , who are likewise removed from those of the Temple on the one side , and those of Smithfield on the other , by several climates and degrees in their way of think ...
... speak the same language , are a distinct people from those of Cheapside , who are likewise removed from those of the Temple on the one side , and those of Smithfield on the other , by several climates and degrees in their way of think ...
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... speaking of Signior Nicolini . The town is highly obliged to that excellent artist , for having shewn us the Italian music in its perfec- tion , as well as for that generous approbation he lately gave to an opera ' of our own country ...
... speaking of Signior Nicolini . The town is highly obliged to that excellent artist , for having shewn us the Italian music in its perfec- tion , as well as for that generous approbation he lately gave to an opera ' of our own country ...
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... speak in Plato's style ; but I think we may say with justice , that when mortals converse with their Creator , they cannot do it in so proper a style as in that of the holy scriptures . How If any one would judge of the beauties of ...
... speak in Plato's style ; but I think we may say with justice , that when mortals converse with their Creator , they cannot do it in so proper a style as in that of the holy scriptures . How If any one would judge of the beauties of ...
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Página 363 - I have set the LORD always before me : because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Página 349 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Página 218 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 368 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Página 142 - Softly on my eyelids laid ; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood.
Página 369 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved Thy prime decree?
Página 74 - He can converse with a picture, and find an agreeable companion in a statue. He meets with a secret refreshment in a description, and often feels a greater satisfaction in the prospect of fields and meadows, than another does in the possession. It gives him indeed a kind of property in every thing he sees, and makes the most rude uncultivated parts of nature administer to his pleasures: so that he looks upon the world, as it were, in another light, and discovers in it a multitude of charms, that...
Página 71 - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
Página 349 - Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Página 218 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade...