The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., Volum 165

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Edw. Cave, 1736-[1868], 1839
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PÓgina 40 - 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...
PÓgina 504 - If thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize — it ne'er was mine ; I only yield thee what is thine —
PÓgina 5 - The first time I was at Brookes's, scarcely knowing any one, I joined from mere shyness in play at the faro-table, where George Selwyn kept bank. A friend who knew my inexperience, and regarded me as a victim decked out for sacrifice, called to me, ' What, Wilberforce, is that you ?' Selwyn quite resented the interference, and turning to him, said in his most expressive tone, " O, sir, don't interrupt Mr. Wilberforce, he could not be better employed.
PÓgina 504 - MY God, my Father, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way, Oh, teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done!
PÓgina 504 - What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh, Submissive still would I reply,
PÓgina 135 - It was an article in the Druidical creed, " That it was unlawful to build temples to the gods : or to worship them within walls and under roofs.
PÓgina 129 - Being in company with a gentleman who thought fit to maintain Dr. Berkeley's ingenious philosophy, that nothing exists but as perceived by some mind ; when the gentleman was going away, Johnson said to him, "Pray, Sir, don't leave us ; for we may perhaps forget to think of you, and then you will cease to exist.
PÓgina 15 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee.
PÓgina 593 - I was an absolute pedant : when I talked my best, I quoted Horace ; when I aimed at being facetious, I quoted Martial ; and when I had a mind to be a fine gentleman, I talked Ovid. I was convinced that none but the ancients had common sense ; that the classics contained everything that was either necessary, useful, or ornamental to men ; and I was not without thoughts of wearing the toga virilis of the Romans, instead of the vulgar and illiberal dress of the moderns.
PÓgina 504 - Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, Thy will be done.

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