The British Essayists;: The Looker-onJ. 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 |
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... leave twenty - five to follow her ; her very blemishes she converts into graces , and infirmities bear a premium in Miranda , and go farther than per- fections in another face . She possesses an uncom- mon power of giving price to ...
... leave twenty - five to follow her ; her very blemishes she converts into graces , and infirmities bear a premium in Miranda , and go farther than per- fections in another face . She possesses an uncom- mon power of giving price to ...
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... leave twenty - five to follow her ; her very blemishes she converts into graces , and infirmities bear a premium in Miranda , and go farther than per- fections in another face . She possesses an uncom- mon power of giving price to ...
... leave twenty - five to follow her ; her very blemishes she converts into graces , and infirmities bear a premium in Miranda , and go farther than per- fections in another face . She possesses an uncom- mon power of giving price to ...
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... leave their stand ; And milk - maids ' screams go through your ears , And grinders sharpen rusty shears , And every ... leaves , And , with the boy , the bellows heaves ; Or , if ' tis late , and shop is shut , Scrubs , at the pump , her ...
... leave their stand ; And milk - maids ' screams go through your ears , And grinders sharpen rusty shears , And every ... leaves , And , with the boy , the bellows heaves ; Or , if ' tis late , and shop is shut , Scrubs , at the pump , her ...
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... leaves a paltry victory in the hands of his antago nist . In a word , he is as gentle As zephyrs blowing beneath the violet , Not wagging its sweet head ; and yet as rough , His generous blood inflam'd , as the rud'st wind , That by the ...
... leaves a paltry victory in the hands of his antago nist . In a word , he is as gentle As zephyrs blowing beneath the violet , Not wagging its sweet head ; and yet as rough , His generous blood inflam'd , as the rud'st wind , That by the ...
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... To my discerning readers I leave the task of matching the first . In the mean time I will en- deavour to amuse them with the relation of an odd kind of dream , which I fell into last night , F 2 No 55 . 51 LOOKER - ON .
... To my discerning readers I leave the task of matching the first . In the mean time I will en- deavour to amuse them with the relation of an odd kind of dream , which I fell into last night , F 2 No 55 . 51 LOOKER - ON .
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Страница 193 - He stretcheth out the north over the empty place, And hangeth the earth upon nothing. He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds ; And the cloud is not rent under them.
Страница 194 - He divideth the sea with his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through the proud. By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens ; his hand hath formed the crooked Serpent.
Страница 49 - Il rappelle à soi toute l'autorité de la table, et il ya un moindre inconvénient à la lui laisser entière qu'à la lui disputer ; le vin et les viandes n'ajoutent rien à son caractère. Si l'on joue, il gagne au jeu ; il veut railler celui qui perd, et il l'offense ; les rieurs sont pour lui, il n'ya sorte de fatuités qu'on ne lui passe. Je cède enfin et je disparais, incapable de souffrir plus longtemps Théodecte et ceux qui le souffrent.
Страница 49 - ... il mange , il boit , il conte, il plaisante, il interrompt tout à la fois; il n'a nul discernement des personnes , ni du maître , ni des conviés ; il abuse de la folle déférence qu'on a pour lui.
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