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 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 47
עמוד 6
... give the preferénce to the first , which is equally natural and more diversi- fied . The complaint of the shepherd , who saw his old companion at ease in the shade , while himself was driving his little flock he knew not whither , is ...
... give the preferénce to the first , which is equally natural and more diversi- fied . The complaint of the shepherd , who saw his old companion at ease in the shade , while himself was driving his little flock he knew not whither , is ...
עמוד 7
... gives very tender image of pastoral distress : En ipse capellas Protenus ager ago : banc etiam vix , Tityre , duco : - Hic inter densas corylos modo namque gemellos , Spem gregis , ab ! silice in nuda connixa reliquit . And lo ! sad ...
... gives very tender image of pastoral distress : En ipse capellas Protenus ager ago : banc etiam vix , Tityre , duco : - Hic inter densas corylos modo namque gemellos , Spem gregis , ab ! silice in nuda connixa reliquit . And lo ! sad ...
עמוד 8
... to prove that we can always feel more than we can imagine , and that the most artful fiction must give way to truth . I am , Sir , T Your humble servant , DUBIUS . N ° 93. TUESDAY , SEPTEMBER 25 , 1753 . ADVENTURER . N ° 92 .
... to prove that we can always feel more than we can imagine , and that the most artful fiction must give way to truth . I am , Sir , T Your humble servant , DUBIUS . N ° 93. TUESDAY , SEPTEMBER 25 , 1753 . ADVENTURER . N ° 92 .
עמוד 9
... gives my breast a thousand pains , Can make me feel each passion that he feigns ; Enrage , compose , with more than magic art ; With pity , and with terror tear my heart ; And snatch me , o'er the earth , or thro ' the air , To Thebes ...
... gives my breast a thousand pains , Can make me feel each passion that he feigns ; Enrage , compose , with more than magic art ; With pity , and with terror tear my heart ; And snatch me , o'er the earth , or thro ' the air , To Thebes ...
עמוד 13
... gives him the following information in words not pro- for any but a Spirit to utter : per Full fathom five thy father lies : Of his bones are coral made : Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth ...
... gives him the following information in words not pro- for any but a Spirit to utter : per Full fathom five thy father lies : Of his bones are coral made : Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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!
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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?
עמוד 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...
עמוד 192 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.