Sketches from Nature: Taken, and Coloured, in a Journey to Margate. Published from the Original Designs. By George Keate, Esq. ...J. Dodsley, 1790 |
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... who you will , than open your mouth against it.- : --- Having faid thus much in sup- port of an author's privilege , and at the fame time , in favor of occafional B3 digreffions , digressions , not only in my own work , - [ 5 ]
... who you will , than open your mouth against it.- : --- Having faid thus much in sup- port of an author's privilege , and at the fame time , in favor of occafional B3 digreffions , digressions , not only in my own work , - [ 5 ]
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... , which are every now and then i painful to her . — And yet , if it is not to accompany me , it is with the ut- most difficulty I can . prevail on her to mix in the world . I be- -I believe , in general , faid I , Ma- [ 25 F.
... , which are every now and then i painful to her . — And yet , if it is not to accompany me , it is with the ut- most difficulty I can . prevail on her to mix in the world . I be- -I believe , in general , faid I , Ma- [ 25 F.
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... faid I , Ma- dam , that young and ingenuous minds , whose expectations of it have been fomewhat deceived , are not easily brought to be on good terms with it again : -the hope of youth is ar- dent , and its sensibility proportionably ...
... faid I , Ma- dam , that young and ingenuous minds , whose expectations of it have been fomewhat deceived , are not easily brought to be on good terms with it again : -the hope of youth is ar- dent , and its sensibility proportionably ...
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... designs , which were as ill concerted , as they were bafe . - There is evermore , Madam , faid I , a strange degree of weakness , which accompanies the actions of bad men ; and and it often seems , by this unguarded part of [ 44 ]
... designs , which were as ill concerted , as they were bafe . - There is evermore , Madam , faid I , a strange degree of weakness , which accompanies the actions of bad men ; and and it often seems , by this unguarded part of [ 44 ]
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... faid I , which you have drawn , presents a character totally unworthy of dif- quieting the thoughts of your amiable friend - I wish I could have fufficient influence to efface the recollection of it . - Her fentiments , however , do cre ...
... faid I , which you have drawn , presents a character totally unworthy of dif- quieting the thoughts of your amiable friend - I wish I could have fufficient influence to efface the recollection of it . - Her fentiments , however , do cre ...
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Page 93 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 45 - The picture of the mind revives again : While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.
Page 5 - In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God : he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.
Page 1 - Form ! Risest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...
Page 132 - WHATEVER is fitted in any sort to excite the ideas of pain and danger, that is to say, whatever is in any sort terrible, or is conversant about terrible objects, or operates in a manner analogous to terror, is a source of the sublime; that is, it is productive of the strongest emotion which the mind is capable of feeling.
Page 4 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up : It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before mine eyes, There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his maker?
Page 2 - Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky, or when they sink ; Companion of the morning star at dawn, Thyself earth's rosy star, and of the dawn Co-herald ! wake, O wake, and utter praise ! Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth ? Who filled thy countenance with rosy light ? Who made thee parent of perpetual streams...
Page 57 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school; The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.