The SpectatorT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
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... consider the genius and abilities of their children , more than their own in- clinations . It is the great advantage of a trading nation , that there are very few in it so dull and heavy , who may not be placed in stations of life ...
... consider the genius and abilities of their children , more than their own in- clinations . It is the great advantage of a trading nation , that there are very few in it so dull and heavy , who may not be placed in stations of life ...
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... consider , that an injury is not to be measured by the notions of him that gives , but of him that re- ceives it . Those who can put the best countenance upon the outrages of this nature which are offered them , are not without their ...
... consider , that an injury is not to be measured by the notions of him that gives , but of him that re- ceives it . Those who can put the best countenance upon the outrages of this nature which are offered them , are not without their ...
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... consider that though this be play to you , ' tis death to us . ' As this week is in a manner set apart and dedicated to serious thoughts , I shall indulge myself in such spe- culations as may not be altogether unsuitable to the sea- son ...
... consider that though this be play to you , ' tis death to us . ' As this week is in a manner set apart and dedicated to serious thoughts , I shall indulge myself in such spe- culations as may not be altogether unsuitable to the sea- son ...
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... consider me as your patient , and to give me more certain rules to walk by than those I have already observed , and you will very much oblige Your humble servant . ' This letter puts me in mind of an Italian epitaph written on the ...
... consider me as your patient , and to give me more certain rules to walk by than those I have already observed , and you will very much oblige Your humble servant . ' This letter puts me in mind of an Italian epitaph written on the ...
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... consider with myself what innumerable multitudes of people lay con- fused together under the pavement of that ancient cathedral ; how men and women , friends and enemies , priests and soldiers , monks and prebendaries , were crumbled ...
... consider with myself what innumerable multitudes of people lay con- fused together under the pavement of that ancient cathedral ; how men and women , friends and enemies , priests and soldiers , monks and prebendaries , were crumbled ...
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Страница 39 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night.
Страница 374 - The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me : and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy. I put on righteousness, and it clothed me : my judgment was as a robe and a diadem. I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame. I was a father to the poor : and the cause which I knew not I searched out.
Страница 374 - If I did despise the cause of my manservant or of my maid-servant when they contended with me ; what then shall I do when God riseth Up? and when he visiteth, what shall I answer him ? Did not he that made me in the womb, make him ? and did not one fashion us in the womb...
Страница 324 - ... that throngs of people no sooner broke through the cloud, but many of them fell into them. They grew thinner towards the middle, but multiplied and lay closer together towards the end of the arches that were entire. There were indeed some persons, but their number was very small, that continued a kind of hobbling march on the broken arches, but fell through one after another, being quite tired and spent with so long a walk.
Страница 324 - Examine now, said he, this sea that is bounded with darkness at both ends, and tell me what thou discoverest in it. I see a bridge, said I, standing in the midst of the tide.
Страница 105 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Страница 373 - OH THAT I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness...
Страница 323 - I had ever heard. They put me in mind of those heavenly airs that are played to the departed souls of good men upon their first arrival in Paradise, to wear out the impressions of the last agonies, and qualify them for the pleasures of that happy place.
Страница 334 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Страница 257 - There is not, in my opinion, a more pleasing and triumphant consideration in religion than this, of the perpetual progress which the soul makes towards the perfection of its nature, without ever arriving at a period in it.