The Age of PopeG. Bell, 1896 - 258 страници |
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... eyes in his beloved Fleet Street , we are reminded by an apposite quotation of Goldsmith ; and Samuel Rogers , the banker - poet , who died as recently as 1855 , remembered having seen one there in his childhood . The public exhibition ...
... eyes in his beloved Fleet Street , we are reminded by an apposite quotation of Goldsmith ; and Samuel Rogers , the banker - poet , who died as recently as 1855 , remembered having seen one there in his childhood . The public exhibition ...
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... eye , and flushes the cheeks worse than brandy . Party rage , he says , is a male vice , and is altogether repugnant to the softness , the modesty , and those other endearing qualities which are natural to the fair sex . ' ' When I have ...
... eye , and flushes the cheeks worse than brandy . Party rage , he says , is a male vice , and is altogether repugnant to the softness , the modesty , and those other endearing qualities which are natural to the fair sex . ' ' When I have ...
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... eyes . So also do the novels of Richardson , Fielding , and Smollett . Differing as their works do in character , they have the common merit of presenting in indelible lines a picture of the time in its social aspects . It may have been ...
... eyes . So also do the novels of Richardson , Fielding , and Smollett . Differing as their works do in character , they have the common merit of presenting in indelible lines a picture of the time in its social aspects . It may have been ...
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... eye ; Gums and pomatums shall his flight restrain , While clogged he beats his silken wings in vain ; Or alum styptics ... eyes the gazers strike , And , like the sun , they shine on all alike . Yet graceful ease , and sweetness void of ...
... eye ; Gums and pomatums shall his flight restrain , While clogged he beats his silken wings in vain ; Or alum styptics ... eyes the gazers strike , And , like the sun , they shine on all alike . Yet graceful ease , and sweetness void of ...
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... eye - balls roll , Suck my last breath and catch my flying soul ! Ah no - in sacred vestments may'st thou stand , The hallowed taper trembling in thy hand , Present the Cross before my lifted eye , Teach me at once and learn of me to ...
... eye - balls roll , Suck my last breath and catch my flying soul ! Ah no - in sacred vestments may'st thou stand , The hallowed taper trembling in thy hand , Present the Cross before my lifted eye , Teach me at once and learn of me to ...
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Страница 110 - I hear a voice, you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay ; I see a hand, you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Страница 89 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it, as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him ; whose sun exalts,...
Страница 45 - There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...
Страница 82 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man ! How passing wonder He who made him such ! Who centered in our make such strange extremes.
Страница 220 - Sir, he was a scoundrel, and a coward : a scoundrel for charging a blunderbuss against religion and morality ; a coward, because he had not resolution to fire it off himself, but left half a crown to a beggarly Scotchman to draw the trigger after his death...
Страница 117 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome — at an inn.
Страница 148 - She was a very beautiful woman, of a noble spirit, and there was a dignity in her grief amidst all the wildness of her transport which, methought, struck me with an instinct of sorrow, that, before I was sensible of what it was to grieve, seized my very soul, and has made pity the weakness of my heart ever since.
Страница 32 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride...
Страница 82 - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm! — a god! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost!
Страница 82 - A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast. And wondering at her own. How reason reels . O, what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distressed!