The Spectator, Том 6Alexander Chalmers E. Sargeant, M. & W. Ward, Munroe, Francis & Parker, and Edward Cotton, Boston, 1810 |
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... half year . I go to see her six days in the week , but never could have the happiness of being with her alone . If any of her friends are at home , she will see me in their company ; but if they be not in the way , she flies to her ...
... half year . I go to see her six days in the week , but never could have the happiness of being with her alone . If any of her friends are at home , she will see me in their company ; but if they be not in the way , she flies to her ...
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... half so useful in physic , as I should be to these feverish constitutions , to re- press the violent sallies of youth , and give each action its proper weight and repose . I can stifle any violent inclination and oppose a torrent of ...
... half so useful in physic , as I should be to these feverish constitutions , to re- press the violent sallies of youth , and give each action its proper weight and repose . I can stifle any violent inclination and oppose a torrent of ...
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... half . Two . Dined as usual . Stomach good . Three . Nap broke by the falling of a pewter dish . Mem . Cook - maid in love , and grown care- less . From four to six . At the coffee - house . Advice from Smyrna that the grand visier was ...
... half . Two . Dined as usual . Stomach good . Three . Nap broke by the falling of a pewter dish . Mem . Cook - maid in love , and grown care- less . From four to six . At the coffee - house . Advice from Smyrna that the grand visier was ...
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... half a day's absence . Isabella therefore , upon her lo- ver's late more open assaults , with a smile told her husband she could hold out no longer , but that his fate was now come to a crisis . After she had explained herself a little ...
... half a day's absence . Isabella therefore , upon her lo- ver's late more open assaults , with a smile told her husband she could hold out no longer , but that his fate was now come to a crisis . After she had explained herself a little ...
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... half of the species . Whether it be that the women afford a more fruitful field for speculation , or whether they run more in my head than the VOL . VI . F men , I cannot tell ; but I shall set No. 319 . 59 SPECTATOR . 58.
... half of the species . Whether it be that the women afford a more fruitful field for speculation , or whether they run more in my head than the VOL . VI . F men , I cannot tell ; but I shall set No. 319 . 59 SPECTATOR . 58.
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Стр. 200 - Authority and reason on her wait, As one intended first, not after made Occasionally: and, to consummate all, Greatness of mind and nobleness their seat Build in her loveliest, and create an awe About her, as a guard angelic placed.
Стр. 227 - Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart : no, no ! I feel The link of nature draw me : flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Стр. 88 - Not distant far from thence, a murmuring sound Of waters issued from a cave, and spread Into a liquid plain, then stood unmoved, Pure as the expanse of Heaven: I thither went, With unexperienced thought, and laid me down On the green bank, to look into the clear Smooth lake, that to me seem'd another sky.
Стр. 319 - The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.
Стр. 284 - And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel's hand.
Стр. 259 - Thy suppliant I beg, and clasp thy knees ; bereave me not, Whereon I live, thy gentle looks, thy aid, Thy counsel, in this uttermost distress, My only strength and stay ; forlorn of thee, Whither shall I betake me, where subsist ? While yet we live, scarce one short hour perhaps, Between us two let there be peace...
Стр. 68 - Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall, Godlike erect, with native honour clad, In naked majesty seem'd lords of all, And worthy seem'd ; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure (Severe, but in true filial freedom placed), Whence true authority in men...
Стр. 228 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Стр. 102 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Стр. 286 - O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native soil ! these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.