The Works of Samuel Johnson, Volumen1Talboys and Wheeler, 1825 |
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... leave him hardly visible . They wished to have a more concise , and , for that reason , perhaps , a more satisfactory account , such as may exhibit a just picture of the man , and keep him the principal figure in the foreground of his ...
... leave him hardly visible . They wished to have a more concise , and , for that reason , perhaps , a more satisfactory account , such as may exhibit a just picture of the man , and keep him the principal figure in the foreground of his ...
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... leaving it to rage over barbarous kingdoms , and convey wealth and plenty into Ægypt , which owes to the annual inundations of this river its envied fertility . Lobo knows nothing of the Nile in the rest of its passage , except that it ...
... leaving it to rage over barbarous kingdoms , and convey wealth and plenty into Ægypt , which owes to the annual inundations of this river its envied fertility . Lobo knows nothing of the Nile in the rest of its passage , except that it ...
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... than a year before it was carried into execution . In the mean time , the intended re- treat of Savage called to Johnson's mind the third satire of Juve- nal , in which that poet takes leave of a GENIUS OF DR . JOHNSON , XV.
... than a year before it was carried into execution . In the mean time , the intended re- treat of Savage called to Johnson's mind the third satire of Juve- nal , in which that poet takes leave of a GENIUS OF DR . JOHNSON , XV.
Página xvi
... leave of his friend ; who , he says in his life , parted from him with tears in his eyes . The poem , when finished , was offered to Cave . It happened , however , that the late Mr. Dodsley was the purchaser , at the price of ten ...
... leave of his friend ; who , he says in his life , parted from him with tears in his eyes . The poem , when finished , was offered to Cave . It happened , however , that the late Mr. Dodsley was the purchaser , at the price of ten ...
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... leave his lordship at leisure . This was the famous Colley Cibber . John- son saw him go , and , fired with indignation , rushed out of the house ' .. What lord Chesterfield thought of his visitor may be seen in a passage in one of that ...
... leave his lordship at leisure . This was the famous Colley Cibber . John- son saw him go , and , fired with indignation , rushed out of the house ' .. What lord Chesterfield thought of his visitor may be seen in a passage in one of that ...
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Página 15 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent? For, why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th
Página 19 - Yet when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions, and a will resign'd; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that panting for a happier seat, Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat...
Página lvi - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Página 17 - 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...
Página 206 - is much to be desired; but I am afraid that no man will be able to breathe in these regions of speculation and tranquillity.
Página xxxv - I had exhausted all the art of pleasing which a retired and uncourtly scholar can possess. I had done all that I could ; and no man is well pleased to have his all neglected, be it ever so little. Seven years, my lord...
Página 215 - The business of a poet, said Imlac, is to examine, not the individual, but the species; to remark general properties and large appearances ; he does not number the streaks of the tulip, or describe the different shades in the verdure of the forest. He is to exhibit in his portraits of nature such prominent and striking features as recall the original to every mind ; and must neglect the minuter discriminations, which one may have remarked, and another have neglected, for those characteristicks which...
Página 259 - This opinion, which perhaps, prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth : those that never heard of one another, would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some, who deny it with their tongues, confess it by their fears d.
Página lxxvii - 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.
Página 18 - But did not chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.