The British Essayists, المجلد 25

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Alexander Chalmers
J. Johnson, 1808

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الصفحة 154 - hither: Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air We wawle and cry¿ When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools! This tender complaint of the miseries ‘of human life bears so exact a resemblance . with the following passage of Lucretius, that I cannot forbear transcribing it:
الصفحة 119 - of Lear in his next speech, when his passion has subsided for a short interval, are equally proper and striking: Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er ye are, That bide the pelting of this pityless storm! How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend
الصفحة 268 - Addison remarks that Socrates was said to have brought philosophy down from heaven to inhabit among men: ‘And I,' says he, ‘shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought philosophy out of closets and libraries, schools and colleges, to dwell in clubs and assemblies, at tea-tables, and in coffee-houses.' But this purpose has in some measure been
الصفحة 102 - The wretched king, little imagining that he is to - be outcast from Regan also, adds very movingly; ¿—‘Tis not in thee To grudge my pleasures, to cut off my train, To bandy hasty words, to scant my sizes,—.. ....¿........-Thou better know'st The offices of nature, bond of childhood—... Thy half o'th'kingdom thou
الصفحة 26 - mud: Thus far the wishes are most proper for the welfare of a river goddess: the circumstance of summer not scorching ¿her tresses,- is highly poetical and elegant: but what follows, though it is pompous and majestic, is unnatural and far fetched; May thy billows roll ashore The beryl and the golden ore: May thy lofty
الصفحة 157 - not peace at my bidding.; there I found ‘em, there I smelt e'm out. Go to, they're not men of their words; they told me I was every thing:' ‘tis a lie, I am not ague-proof.
الصفحة 145 - shortness of life, and the uncertainty of those pleasures that solicit our pursuit; and this consideration can be inculcated only by affliction. ‘0 Death! how bitter is the remembrance of thee, to a man that lives at ease in his
الصفحة 157 - beard, ere the black ones were there. To say, ay, and no, to every thing that I .said.—ay and no too, was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet me once, and
الصفحة 212 - rushes upon the mind, are always complicated with a sense of guilt and remorse; and generally produce some hasty and zealous purposes of more uniform virtue and more ardent devotion, of something that may secure us not only from the worm that never dies and the fire that is not quenched, but

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