Literary Amusements: In Verse and ProseJ. Dodsley, 1787 - 76 Seiten |
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... speak , And good fenfe can alone be expreffed in the Greek : Had the Authors he reads , or the Bards whom he quotes , Been content with collections of other men's thoughts , Old Homer had flood on a level with me , And the Stagyrite ...
... speak , And good fenfe can alone be expreffed in the Greek : Had the Authors he reads , or the Bards whom he quotes , Been content with collections of other men's thoughts , Old Homer had flood on a level with me , And the Stagyrite ...
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... speak , in deciding on national Man- ners ; and which is generally understood by the word Politenefs . If we confult the hiftory of Manners , we fhall find that they are in a constant progref- fion from Rudenefs towards Elegance ; from ...
... speak , in deciding on national Man- ners ; and which is generally understood by the word Politenefs . If we confult the hiftory of Manners , we fhall find that they are in a constant progref- fion from Rudenefs towards Elegance ; from ...
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... speak it , compofe , Yet I never could get the right twang through the nose . In the hope that at last I may bring this to pass , Pour l'amour du Francois , fouffre que Je t'em- braffe . POST- POSTSCRIPT . LET me beg you to quit , in [ 59 ]
... speak it , compofe , Yet I never could get the right twang through the nose . In the hope that at last I may bring this to pass , Pour l'amour du Francois , fouffre que Je t'em- braffe . POST- POSTSCRIPT . LET me beg you to quit , in [ 59 ]
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... Speak fecure , replies the king , daughter of beauty , fpeak : our ear is open to all our fwords redrefs the injured . I fly from Ullin , fhe cries , from Ullin famous in war . I fly from the embrace of him who would debase my blood ...
... Speak fecure , replies the king , daughter of beauty , fpeak : our ear is open to all our fwords redrefs the injured . I fly from Ullin , fhe cries , from Ullin famous in war . I fly from the embrace of him who would debase my blood ...
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... Speak to me ; hear my voice , fons of my love ! But alas ! they are filent ; filent for ever ! Cold are their breasts of clay ! Their fwords are red from the OH ! from the rock of the hill ; from the top of the mountain of winds , speak ...
... Speak to me ; hear my voice , fons of my love ! But alas ! they are filent ; filent for ever ! Cold are their breasts of clay ! Their fwords are red from the OH ! from the rock of the hill ; from the top of the mountain of winds , speak ...
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abfolute Adieu againſt almoſt anſwer auffi becauſe beſt bien breaft c'eft called cauſe CHER confequence confiderable Connal courfe CRIMORA Dargo daughter Daura deferves defire Dermid diſtinguiſh Engliſh eſtabliſhed étui expreffion faid fair fait fame faut Fear-comhraic fenfe feven fhall fhield fhould filks Fingal firſt flain Florus fnow fome foon foul fpeak friends ftones ftorm ftream fubject fucceeded fuch fure fword good-breeding Goths greateſt happineſs heath hill himſelf Hippomenes homme Houſe King laft Lamderg language laſt learning leaſt LETTER DEAR BOY maid Maittaire Manners moft MORNA moſt muft Muirnin muſt myſelf neceffary obferve Ofcian Ofcur paffion Perfia perfon pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praiſe prefent profe qu'il raiſe reft rife rock Romans Ronnan Seventeen Provinces ſhall ſhe Shilric Spain ſpeak ſtyle thee thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand tomb tout uſe verfes voice wind yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 16 - Of law there can be no less acknowledged, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world ; all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power...
Seite 53 - RYNO The wind and the rain are past: calm is the noon of day. The clouds are divided in heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconstant sun. Red through the stony vale comes down the stream of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs, O stream! but more sweet is the voice I hear. It is the voice of Alpin, the son of song, mourning for the dead!
Seite 51 - ALONE, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon.
Seite v - Epifodes of a greater Work which related to the Wars of Fingal, Concerning this Hero innumerable Traditions remain, to this Day, in the Highlands of Scotland. The...
Seite 55 - A tree with scarce a leaf, long grass which whistles in the wind, mark to the hunter's eye the grave of the mighty Morar.
Seite 21 - Connal ? and who recount thy fathers ? Thy family grew like an oak on the mountain, which meeteth the wind with its lofty head. But now it is torn from the earth.
Seite 8 - This is robbery. The second by commerce, which is generally cheating. The third by agriculture, the only honest way, wherein man receives a real increase of the seed thrown into the ground, in a kind of continual miracle...
Seite vii - It is believed, that, by a careful inquiry, many more remains of ancient genius, no lefs valuable than thofe now given to the world, might .be found in the fame country where thefe have been collected.
Seite 47 - Close it not till Colma come. My life flies away like a dream! why should I stay behind?
Seite 24 - Oscian, prince of men! what tears run down the cheeks of age? what shades thy mighty soul? Memory, son of Alpin, memory wounds the aged. Of former times are my thoughts; my thoughts are of the noble Fingal.