The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Том 57

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Tobias Smollett
R[ichard]. Baldwin, at the Rose in Pater-noster-Row, 1783
 

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Стр. 172 - If we let him thus alone, all men will believe on him : and the Romans shall come and take away both our place and nation.
Стр. 473 - QUEEN of the silver bow ! — by thy pale beam, Alone and pensive, I delight to stray, And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream, Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way. And while I gaze, thy mild and placid light Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast; And oft I think — fair planet of the night, That in thy orb, the wretched may have rest: The sufferers of the earth perhaps may go, Released by death — to thy benignant sphere, And the sad children of despair and woe Forget in thee,...
Стр. 128 - Therefore prophesy and say unto them, Thus saith the Lord God: Behold, O my people, I will open your graves, and cause you to come up out of your graves, and bring you into the land of Israel.
Стр. 128 - And ye shall know that I am the Lord, when I have opened your graves, O my people, and brought you up out of your graves, and shall put my spirit in you, and ye shall live, and I shall place you in your own land: then shall ye know that I the Lord have spoken it, and performed it, saith the Lord.
Стр. 191 - The firft are thofe who, having either fecretly, fecretly, or by the favour of a humane fuperior, been able to procure as much money as may enable them to purchafe their freedom, have alfo the good luck to live under a fuperior who is equitable enough to free them for the fum they offer. Such perfons, and their children, are ever after immediate flaves of the crown.
Стр. 127 - Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God has prepared for them that love him.
Стр. 427 - Why thy peculiar rancour wreck'd on me? Infatiate archer! could not one fuffice? Thy fhaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was flain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. 0 Cynthia! why fo pale? Doft thou lament Thy wretched neighbour ? grieve to fee thy wheel Of ceafelefs change outwhirl'd in human life ? How wanes my borrow'd blifs ? From fortune's fmile, Precarious courtefy!
Стр. 250 - ... for horfes I cannot fay, they both throw out roots at the joints of the ftalks, and therefore likely to grow to a great length. In the index of dubious plants, at the end of Ray's...
Стр. 454 - Ralph (whom he had often talked to about me) with a message from his royal highness, to offer me the full return of his favour, and to put the principal direction of his affairs into my hands. I told Mr Ralph that I...
Стр. 354 - The tender and delicate woman among you, who would not adventure to set the sole of her foot upon the ground...

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