The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL. D.G. Walker, 1820 |
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... John- son says , that " his abilities , instead of furnishing convivial merriment to the voluptuous and dissolute , might have enabled him to excel among the virtu- ous and the wise . " Being chaplain to the Earl of Chesterfield , he ...
... John- son says , that " his abilities , instead of furnishing convivial merriment to the voluptuous and dissolute , might have enabled him to excel among the virtu- ous and the wise . " Being chaplain to the Earl of Chesterfield , he ...
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... John- son had probably wasted his wife's substance ; and Garrick's father had little more than his half - pay . The two fellow - travellers had the world before them , and each was to chuse his road to fortune and to fame . They brought ...
... John- son had probably wasted his wife's substance ; and Garrick's father had little more than his half - pay . The two fellow - travellers had the world before them , and each was to chuse his road to fortune and to fame . They brought ...
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... John- son received forty - nine pounds , as appears by his receipt in the possession of Mr Nichols , the com- piler of that entertaining and useful work , the Gentleman's Magazine . Johnson's translation was ance . never completed ; a ...
... John- son received forty - nine pounds , as appears by his receipt in the possession of Mr Nichols , the com- piler of that entertaining and useful work , the Gentleman's Magazine . Johnson's translation was ance . never completed ; a ...
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... John's Gate ; and that person was no other than the well known Richard Savage , whose life was afterwards written by John- son with great elegance , and a depth of moral re- flection . Savage was a man of considerable talents . His ...
... John's Gate ; and that person was no other than the well known Richard Savage , whose life was afterwards written by John- son with great elegance , and a depth of moral re- flection . Savage was a man of considerable talents . His ...
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... John Hawkins , who infer- red that Johnson was the translator of Crousaz . The conclusion of the letter is remarkable : " I am yours , IMPRANSUS . " If by that Latin word was meant that he had not dined , because he want- ed the means ...
... John Hawkins , who infer- red that Johnson was the translator of Crousaz . The conclusion of the letter is remarkable : " I am yours , IMPRANSUS . " If by that Latin word was meant that he had not dined , because he want- ed the means ...
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الصفحة 152 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
الصفحة 153 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day...
الصفحة 115 - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
الصفحة 157 - Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find? Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind? Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?
الصفحة 150 - The liv'r.it£i army, and the menial lord. With age, with cares, with maladies, oppress'd, He seeks the refuge of monastic rest. Grief aids disease, remember'd folly stings, And his last sighs reproach the faith of kings.
الصفحة 28 - The rest of the company bestowed lavish encomiums on Johnson: one, in particular, praised his impartiality ; observing, that he dealt out reason and eloquence, with an equal hand to both parties. " That is not quite true," said Johnson ; " I saved appearances tolerably well; but I took care that the WHIG DOGS should not have the best of it.
الصفحة 151 - Till captive Science yields her last retreat; Should Reason guide thee with her brightest ray, And pour on misty doubt resistless day; Should no false kindness lure to loose delight, Nor praise relax, nor difficulty fright; Should tempting Novelty thy cell refrain, And Sloth effuse her opiate fumes in vain; Should Beauty blunt on fops her fatal dart, Nor claim the triumph of a letter...
الصفحة 156 - New sorrow rises as the day returns, A sister sickens, or a daughter mourns. Now kindred Merit fills the sable bier, Now lacerated Friendship claims a tear; Year chases year, decay pursues decay, Still drops some joy from with'ring life away; New forms arise, and...
الصفحة 36 - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
الصفحة 158 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.