The Spectator ...John Sharpe, 1803 |
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... leaves , and the author of them ; who is , with the greatest truth and respect , MY LORD , Your Lordship's obliged , obedient , and humble servant , THE SPECTATOR . THE SPECTATOR . N ° 395. TUESDAY , JUNE 3 iv DEDICATION .
... leaves , and the author of them ; who is , with the greatest truth and respect , MY LORD , Your Lordship's obliged , obedient , and humble servant , THE SPECTATOR . THE SPECTATOR . N ° 395. TUESDAY , JUNE 3 iv DEDICATION .
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... leave it to the divines to guard them against the opposite vice , as they may be overpowered by temptations . It is sufficient for me to have warned them against it , as they may be led astray by instinct . I desire this paper may be ...
... leave it to the divines to guard them against the opposite vice , as they may be overpowered by temptations . It is sufficient for me to have warned them against it , as they may be led astray by instinct . I desire this paper may be ...
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... leave to present him with a letter that I received about half a year ago from a gentleman at Cambridge , who stiles himself Peter de Quir2 . I have kept it by me some months ; and , though I did not know at first what to make of it ...
... leave to present him with a letter that I received about half a year ago from a gentleman at Cambridge , who stiles himself Peter de Quir2 . I have kept it by me some months ; and , though I did not know at first what to make of it ...
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... leave to trouble your grace any further , with mine earnest prayers to the Trinity , to have your grace in his good keeping , and to direct you in all your actions . From my dole- ful prison in the Tower , this sixth of May ; • Your ...
... leave to trouble your grace any further , with mine earnest prayers to the Trinity , to have your grace in his good keeping , and to direct you in all your actions . From my dole- ful prison in the Tower , this sixth of May ; • Your ...
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... leaves us in the condition of the savages in the field . But it may be asked , to what good use can tend a discourse of this kind at all ? It is to alarm chaste ears against such as have , what is above called , the prevailing gentle ...
... leaves us in the condition of the savages in the field . But it may be asked , to what good use can tend a discourse of this kind at all ? It is to alarm chaste ears against such as have , what is above called , the prevailing gentle ...
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Стр. 363 - I have set the LORD always before me : because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Стр. 349 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Стр. 218 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Стр. 368 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Стр. 142 - Softly on my eyelids laid ; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood.
Стр. 369 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved Thy prime decree?
Стр. 74 - He can converse with a picture, and find an agreeable companion in a statue. He meets with a secret refreshment in a description, and often feels a greater satisfaction in the prospect of fields and meadows, than another does in the possession. It gives him indeed a kind of property in every thing he sees, and makes the most rude uncultivated parts of nature administer to his pleasures: so that he looks upon the world, as it were, in another light, and discovers in it a multitude of charms, that...
Стр. 71 - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
Стр. 349 - Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Стр. 218 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade...