The Spectator ...John Sharpe, 1803 |
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... ideas and pictures as are hardly any thing but shade , such as night , the devil , & c . These portraitures very near overpower the light of the understanding , al- most benight the faculties , and give that melancholy tincture to the ...
... ideas and pictures as are hardly any thing but shade , such as night , the devil , & c . These portraitures very near overpower the light of the understanding , al- most benight the faculties , and give that melancholy tincture to the ...
الصفحة 24
... idea more loose than that of a beautiful woman set off to advantage . The like , or a more delicate and careful spirit of modesty , ap- pears in the following passage in one of Mr. Philips's pastorals : * Dryden's All for Love , act iii ...
... idea more loose than that of a beautiful woman set off to advantage . The like , or a more delicate and careful spirit of modesty , ap- pears in the following passage in one of Mr. Philips's pastorals : * Dryden's All for Love , act iii ...
الصفحة 71
... ideas , converses with its objects at the great- est distance , and continues the longest in action with- out being tired or satiated with its proper enjoy- ments . The sense of feeling can indeed give us a notion of extension , shape ...
... ideas , converses with its objects at the great- est distance , and continues the longest in action with- out being tired or satiated with its proper enjoy- ments . The sense of feeling can indeed give us a notion of extension , shape ...
الصفحة 72
... ideas ; so that by ' the pleasures of the imagi- nation , ' or ' fancy ' ( which I shall use promiscuously ) I here mean such as arise from visible objects , either when we have them actually in our view , or when we call up their ideas ...
... ideas ; so that by ' the pleasures of the imagi- nation , ' or ' fancy ' ( which I shall use promiscuously ) I here mean such as arise from visible objects , either when we have them actually in our view , or when we call up their ideas ...
الصفحة 73
... ideas of visible objects , when the ob- jects are not actually before the eye , but are called up into our memories , or formed into agreeable vi- sions of things that are either absent or fictitious . The pleasures of the imagination ...
... ideas of visible objects , when the ob- jects are not actually before the eye , but are called up into our memories , or formed into agreeable vi- sions of things that are either absent or fictitious . The pleasures of the imagination ...
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الصفحة 363 - I have set the LORD always before me : because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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?
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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?
الصفحة 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...