The New Monthly Magazine, and Literary Journal, Volum 61823 |
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Pàgina 4
... look about me , there he was , off to the levee ! be - bagged and be - sworded like any oppressor of them all , playing off his loyal looks and anti - radical bows , as if he was to be one of Mr. Blake's next Baronets , or as if he had ...
... look about me , there he was , off to the levee ! be - bagged and be - sworded like any oppressor of them all , playing off his loyal looks and anti - radical bows , as if he was to be one of Mr. Blake's next Baronets , or as if he had ...
Pàgina 11
... look'd o'er the plain , Where the swarm of her foes heaved like waves on the main ; She had seen in the sunbeams an harvest of spears , And the tramp of the horsemen had burst on her ears- To combat or fly was vain . " My arm , " said ...
... look'd o'er the plain , Where the swarm of her foes heaved like waves on the main ; She had seen in the sunbeams an harvest of spears , And the tramp of the horsemen had burst on her ears- To combat or fly was vain . " My arm , " said ...
Pàgina 12
... look about me , and fix upon some use- ful object , suited to my feelings and capacities , upon which I might con- centrate all my powers , and produce something that might at once prove serviceable to my species , and procure me a name ...
... look about me , and fix upon some use- ful object , suited to my feelings and capacities , upon which I might con- centrate all my powers , and produce something that might at once prove serviceable to my species , and procure me a name ...
Pàgina 30
... look over a precipice without feeling tempted to throw themselves down ; I know a most affectionate father who never ap- proaches a window with his infant child without being haunted by so- licitations to cast it into the street ; and a ...
... look over a precipice without feeling tempted to throw themselves down ; I know a most affectionate father who never ap- proaches a window with his infant child without being haunted by so- licitations to cast it into the street ; and a ...
Pàgina 31
... looks from the land- scape in that despair of heart which I have described , my downcast eyes fell upon the waters gliding ... look , and told me that I had met with a dreadful accident , having fallen into the river when leaning over to ...
... looks from the land- scape in that despair of heart which I have described , my downcast eyes fell upon the waters gliding ... look , and told me that I had met with a dreadful accident , having fallen into the river when leaning over to ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 41 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Pàgina 278 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Pàgina 339 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Pàgina 536 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Pàgina 539 - O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
Pàgina 114 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Pàgina 113 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Pàgina 539 - Then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours: For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd as he would fly, Grasps in the comer. Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Pàgina 63 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Pàgina 114 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.