The Spectator [by J. Addison and others]. With hist. and biogr. preface, and explanatory notes, Volumen81823 |
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... told him there was nothing I so ardently wished , as that we might some time or other publish a work , written by us both , which should bear the name of The Monument , in memory of our friendship . I heartily wish what I have done here ...
... told him there was nothing I so ardently wished , as that we might some time or other publish a work , written by us both , which should bear the name of The Monument , in memory of our friendship . I heartily wish what I have done here ...
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... told him , that where law required two witnesses he would not accept of one , though it were Cato himself . Such a speech from a person who sat at the head of a court of justice , while Cato was still living , shews us , more than a ...
... told him , that where law required two witnesses he would not accept of one , though it were Cato himself . Such a speech from a person who sat at the head of a court of justice , while Cato was still living , shews us , more than a ...
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... told me that he was extremely sorry for the storm I had met with just before my arrival . I was trou- bled to hear him grieve and afflict himself upon my In 1682 . account ; but in less than a quarter of an 14 N 557 . SPECTATOR .
... told me that he was extremely sorry for the storm I had met with just before my arrival . I was trou- bled to hear him grieve and afflict himself upon my In 1682 . account ; but in less than a quarter of an 14 N 557 . SPECTATOR .
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... told me , by my interpreter , he should be glad to do me any ser- vice that lay in his power . Upon which I desired him to carry one of my portmanteaus for me : but , instead of serving me according to his promise , he laughed , and bid ...
... told me , by my interpreter , he should be glad to do me any ser- vice that lay in his power . Upon which I desired him to carry one of my portmanteaus for me : but , instead of serving me according to his promise , he laughed , and bid ...
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... told that he is not at home , though perhaps I saw him go into his house almost the very moment before . Thou wouldest fancy that the whole nation are phy- sicians , for the first question they always ask me is , how I do I have this ...
... told that he is not at home , though perhaps I saw him go into his house almost the very moment before . Thou wouldest fancy that the whole nation are phy- sicians , for the first question they always ask me is , how I do I have this ...
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Página 116 - I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell ; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell : God knoweth ;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Página 310 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us — And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Página 125 - Thou comest to me with a sword, and with a spear, and with a shield; but I come to thee in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom thou hast defied.
Página 310 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well ; Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man...
Página 49 - Behold, I go forward, but he is not there ; and backward, but I cannot perceive him : on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him : he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him : but he knoweth the way that I take : when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Página 158 - God's existence, by telling us that he comprehends infinite duration in every moment : that eternity is with him...
Página 45 - ... appeared one after another, until the whole firmament was in a glow. The blueness of the ether was exceedingly heightened and enlivened by the season of the year, and by the rays of all those luminaries that passed through it. The galaxy appeared in its most beautiful white. To complete the scene, the full moon rose at length in that clouded majesty...
Página 310 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Página 103 - I think, is a thinking intelligent being, that has reason and reflection, and can consider itself as itself, the same thinking thing, in different times and places...
Página 213 - How slowly Time creeps, till my Phebe return, While amidst the soft Zephyr's cool breezes I burn ; Methinks, if I knew whereabouts he would tread, I could breathe on his wings, and 'twould melt down the lead. Fly swifter, ye minutes ! bring hither my dear ! And rest so much longer for't, when she is here. " Ah ! Colin ! old Time is full of delay ; Nor will budge one foot faster, for all thou canst say...