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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... hath business enough on his hands , to keep every thing tight together , that his work doth not tumble to pieces . - He is in truth , only the reader's pioneer , to clear all obstructions , open his views , and ren- der his way cheerful ...
... hath business enough on his hands , to keep every thing tight together , that his work doth not tumble to pieces . - He is in truth , only the reader's pioneer , to clear all obstructions , open his views , and ren- der his way cheerful ...
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... hath a mind for a frifk , either to the right , or the left , I feel that I muft , and will , in- dulge his humour , in spite of all the canons of criticism . - As long as it is natural , they may fire and welcome .-- - Now straight ...
... hath a mind for a frifk , either to the right , or the left , I feel that I muft , and will , in- dulge his humour , in spite of all the canons of criticism . - As long as it is natural , they may fire and welcome .-- - Now straight ...
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... hath not been defcribed , well , or ill , by some author or other ; -a hint strong enough to determine me to defcribe nothing professedly , - but to travel and write in my own way , which I can demonftrate to be the very best way yet ...
... hath not been defcribed , well , or ill , by some author or other ; -a hint strong enough to determine me to defcribe nothing professedly , - but to travel and write in my own way , which I can demonftrate to be the very best way yet ...
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... had the labours of thy youth , and thy age hath a claim on me , which , while I have fix- pence in my pocket , I dare not re- fufe.- -Thou shalt not , when thy strength 2 is is exhausted , be configned to poverty and toil ! [ 22 ]
... had the labours of thy youth , and thy age hath a claim on me , which , while I have fix- pence in my pocket , I dare not re- fufe.- -Thou shalt not , when thy strength 2 is is exhausted , be configned to poverty and toil ! [ 22 ]
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... hath now far less . influence over their actions.- Your observation , brother , replied AMELIA , is but too just , -the indif- ference shewn to it , and the counte- nance given to those , who have violated the the decorums of fociety ...
... hath now far less . influence over their actions.- Your observation , brother , replied AMELIA , is but too just , -the indif- ference shewn to it , and the counte- nance given to those , who have violated the the decorums of fociety ...
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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?
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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.