The Spectator [by J. Addison and others] with sketches of the lives of the authors, and explanatory notes. 12 vols. [in 6]., المجلدات 7-81853 |
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... head , not a little pleased with the novelty . My friend told me there were a certain set of women of fashion , whereof the number of six made a committee , who sat thrice a week , under the title of the Inquisition on maids and ...
... head , not a little pleased with the novelty . My friend told me there were a certain set of women of fashion , whereof the number of six made a committee , who sat thrice a week , under the title of the Inquisition on maids and ...
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... heads . In the first are those pictures of still life which we meet with in the description of Eden , Paradise , Adam's bower , & c . In the next are the machines , which comprehend the speeches and behaviour of the good and bad angels ...
... heads . In the first are those pictures of still life which we meet with in the description of Eden , Paradise , Adam's bower , & c . In the next are the machines , which comprehend the speeches and behaviour of the good and bad angels ...
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... head , without further ob- serving , that there is scarce a speech of Adam or Eve in the whole poem , wherein the sentiments and allusions are not taken from this their delight- ful habitation . The reader , during their whole course of ...
... head , without further ob- serving , that there is scarce a speech of Adam or Eve in the whole poem , wherein the sentiments and allusions are not taken from this their delight- ful habitation . The reader , during their whole course of ...
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... heads ; to thee I call , But with no friendly voice ; and add thy name , O sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams , That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell , how glorious once above thy sphere . This speech is , I think ...
... heads ; to thee I call , But with no friendly voice ; and add thy name , O sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams , That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell , how glorious once above thy sphere . This speech is , I think ...
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... heads reaching above the clouds . While thus he spake , th ' angelic squadron bright Turn'd fiery red , sharp'ning in mooned horns Their phalanx , and began to hem him round With ported spears , & c . On th ' other side , Satan , alarm ...
... heads reaching above the clouds . While thus he spake , th ' angelic squadron bright Turn'd fiery red , sharp'ning in mooned horns Their phalanx , and began to hem him round With ported spears , & c . On th ' other side , Satan , alarm ...
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الصفحة 46 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
الصفحة 31 - Pembroke's mother. Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learn'd and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
الصفحة 193 - 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.
الصفحة 196 - A man of a polite imagination is let into a great many pleasures that the vulgar are not capable of receiving. 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.
الصفحة 246 - So many grateful altars I would rear Of grassy turf, and pile up every stone ' Of lustre from the brook, in memory, Or monument to ages ; and thereon Offer sweet-smelling gums, and fruits, and flowers.
الصفحة 7 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.
الصفحة 152 - 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.
الصفحة 46 - For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell, Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
الصفحة 180 - 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.
الصفحة 47 - The rocks proclaim th' approaching Deity. Lo, Earth receives him from the bending skies! Sink down, ye mountains! and ye valleys, rise! With heads declined, ye cedars, homage pay! Be smooth, ye rocks! ye rapid floods, give way! The Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold: Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eyeball pour the day: 'Tis he th...