The Plain Speaker: Opinions on Books, Men, and Things, Band 1Henry Colburn, 1826 - 472 Seiten |
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... pains and difficulty , that we acquire our ideas of external objects through the senses . The transcendental sophists wish to back out of that , as too conclusive and well - defined a position . They would be glad to throw the whole of ...
... pains and difficulty , that we acquire our ideas of external objects through the senses . The transcendental sophists wish to back out of that , as too conclusive and well - defined a position . They would be glad to throw the whole of ...
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... pains to make them so . He is too confident and secure of his audience . That which may be en- tertaining enough with the assistance of a cer- tain liveliness of manner , may read very flat on paper , because it is abstracted from all ...
... pains to make them so . He is too confident and secure of his audience . That which may be en- tertaining enough with the assistance of a cer- tain liveliness of manner , may read very flat on paper , because it is abstracted from all ...
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... pain as ever entering into " this breathing world , " raise a prodigious outcry against all appeals to the passions . It is , I confess , strange to me that men who pretend to more than usual accuracy in distin- guishing and analysing ...
... pain as ever entering into " this breathing world , " raise a prodigious outcry against all appeals to the passions . It is , I confess , strange to me that men who pretend to more than usual accuracy in distin- guishing and analysing ...
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... pain connected with it , and with which we must be made acquainted in order to come to a sound conclusion , and not on the inquiry , whether it is round or square . Passion , in short , is the essence , the chief ingredient in moral ...
... pain connected with it , and with which we must be made acquainted in order to come to a sound conclusion , and not on the inquiry , whether it is round or square . Passion , in short , is the essence , the chief ingredient in moral ...
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... ! Or say that the question were proposed to you , whether , on some occasion , you should thrust your hand into the flames , and were coolly told that you were not at all to consider the pain and anguish 108 ON REASON AND IMAGINATION .
... ! Or say that the question were proposed to you , whether , on some occasion , you should thrust your hand into the flames , and were coolly told that you were not at all to consider the pain and anguish 108 ON REASON AND IMAGINATION .
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Seite 144 - As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done : Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Seite 145 - O'er-run and trampled on: then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours ; For time is like a fashionable host That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : the welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Seite 171 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm, thy glassy wave? The captive linnet which enthral? What idle progeny succeed To chase the rolling circle's speed, Or urge the flying ball?
Seite 411 - And time and place are lost: where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal Anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand. For Hot, Cold, Moist, and Dry, four champions fierce Strive here for mastery...
Seite 145 - ... hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Seite 406 - Wharton, the scorn and wonder of our days, Whose ruling passion was the lust of praise ; Born with whate'er could win it from the wise, 'Women and fools must like him, or he dies : Though wondering senates hung on all he spoke, The club must hail him master of the joke.
Seite 320 - Your worth and virtue ; and, as I did grow More and more apprehensive, I did thirst To see the man so praised. But yet all this Was but a maiden-longing, to be lost As soon as found ; till, sitting in my window, Printing my thoughts in lawn, I saw a god, I thought, (but it was you,) enter our gates : My blood flew out and back again, as fast As I had puffed it forth and sucked it in Like breath : then was I called away in haste To entertain you.
Seite 293 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Seite 135 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 144 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow Where one but goes abreast : keep, then, the path ; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue : if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by And leave YOU hindmost : Or, like a gallant horse fall'n in first rank, Lie there for pavement to the abject rear, O'errun and trampled on : then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours.