The Spectator, Svazek 6Alexander Chalmers E. Sargeant, M. & W. Ward, Munroe, Francis & Parker, and Edward Cotton, Boston, 1810 |
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Strana 14
... honour will he think worth enduring bodily pain for , who has persuaded himself that pain is the chief evil ? Nay , to what ignominy , to what baseness , wiil he not stoop , to avoid pain , if he has deter- mined it to be the chief evil ...
... honour will he think worth enduring bodily pain for , who has persuaded himself that pain is the chief evil ? Nay , to what ignominy , to what baseness , wiil he not stoop , to avoid pain , if he has deter- mined it to be the chief evil ...
Strana 17
... honour of the clergy , and their doing every thing as becomes their character , and particularly performing the public service with a due zeal and devotion ; I am the more en- couraged to lay before them , by your means , several ...
... honour of the clergy , and their doing every thing as becomes their character , and particularly performing the public service with a due zeal and devotion ; I am the more en- couraged to lay before them , by your means , several ...
Strana 42
... and acquire all those qualifications you expect in him who pre- tends to the honour of being , Z. MADAM , Your most devoted humble servant , CLYTANDER . ' No. 317. TUESDAY , MARCH 4 , 1711-12 . -Fruges 42 No. 316 SPECTATOR .
... and acquire all those qualifications you expect in him who pre- tends to the honour of being , Z. MADAM , Your most devoted humble servant , CLYTANDER . ' No. 317. TUESDAY , MARCH 4 , 1711-12 . -Fruges 42 No. 316 SPECTATOR .
Strana 52
... honour . I own to you , it was not without the most violent struggle that I gained this victory over myself ; nay , I will confess my shame , and acknowledge , I could not have prevailed but by flight . However , madam , I beg that you ...
... honour . I own to you , it was not without the most violent struggle that I gained this victory over myself ; nay , I will confess my shame , and acknowledge , I could not have prevailed but by flight . However , madam , I beg that you ...
Strana 62
... honour , and riches , are things for which he has no taste . But notwithstanding all this , and what else he may defend himself with , as that the lady is too old or too young ; of a suit- able humour , or the quite contrary ; and that ...
... honour , and riches , are things for which he has no taste . But notwithstanding all this , and what else he may defend himself with , as that the lady is too old or too young ; of a suit- able humour , or the quite contrary ; and that ...
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Strana 200 - Authority and reason on her wait, As one intended first, not after made Occasionally: and, to consummate all, Greatness of mind and nobleness their seat Build in her loveliest, and create an awe About her, as a guard angelic placed.
Strana 227 - Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart : no, no ! I feel The link of nature draw me : flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Strana 88 - Not distant far from thence, a murmuring sound Of waters issued from a cave, and spread Into a liquid plain, then stood unmoved, Pure as the expanse of Heaven: I thither went, With unexperienced thought, and laid me down On the green bank, to look into the clear Smooth lake, that to me seem'd another sky.
Strana 319 - The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.
Strana 284 - And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel's hand.
Strana 259 - Thy suppliant I beg, and clasp thy knees ; bereave me not, Whereon I live, thy gentle looks, thy aid, Thy counsel, in this uttermost distress, My only strength and stay ; forlorn of thee, Whither shall I betake me, where subsist ? While yet we live, scarce one short hour perhaps, Between us two let there be peace...
Strana 68 - Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall, Godlike erect, with native honour clad, In naked majesty seem'd lords of all, And worthy seem'd ; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure (Severe, but in true filial freedom placed), Whence true authority in men...
Strana 228 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Strana 102 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Strana 286 - O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native soil ! these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.