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Side 5
... hope , excuse this presumption ; but the justice I , as a Spectator , owe your character , places me above the want of an excuse . Candour and openness of heart , which shine in all your words and actions , exact the highest esteem from ...
... hope , excuse this presumption ; but the justice I , as a Spectator , owe your character , places me above the want of an excuse . Candour and openness of heart , which shine in all your words and actions , exact the highest esteem from ...
Side 7
... hope for the best , I shall not pro- nounce too positively on this point , till I have seen forty weeks well over ; at which period of time , as my good friend Sir Roger has often told me , he has more business as a justice of peace ...
... hope for the best , I shall not pro- nounce too positively on this point , till I have seen forty weeks well over ; at which period of time , as my good friend Sir Roger has often told me , he has more business as a justice of peace ...
Side 22
... hope I shall soon hate you as a villain to ' The credulous FLAVIA . " Robin ran back with , • MADAM , YOUR credulity when you are to gain your point , and suspicion when you fear to lose it , make it a very hard part to behave as ...
... hope I shall soon hate you as a villain to ' The credulous FLAVIA . " Robin ran back with , • MADAM , YOUR credulity when you are to gain your point , and suspicion when you fear to lose it , make it a very hard part to behave as ...
Side 102
... hope , joy , admiration , love , or the like emotions in us , because they never rise in the mind without an inward pleasure which attends them . But how comes it to pass , that we should take delight in being terrified or dejected by a ...
... hope , joy , admiration , love , or the like emotions in us , because they never rise in the mind without an inward pleasure which attends them . But how comes it to pass , that we should take delight in being terrified or dejected by a ...
Side 116
... hope for annihilation , and think existence no better than a curse . In short , he can so exquisitely ravish or torture the soul through this single faculty , as might suffice to make the whole heaven or hell of any finite being . This ...
... hope for annihilation , and think existence no better than a curse . In short , he can so exquisitely ravish or torture the soul through this single faculty , as might suffice to make the whole heaven or hell of any finite being . This ...
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Side 331 - I have set the LORD always before me : because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Side 305 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Side 297 - There was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: 15 Now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man.
Side 199 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare. And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 318 - Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio. A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar...
Side 70 - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest "variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
Side 16 - Grace, let not any light fancy or bad counsel of mine enemies withdraw your princely favour from me ; neither let that stain, that unworthy stain of a disloyal heart towards your good Grace ever cast so foul a blot on your most dutiful wife, and the infant princess, your daughter.
Side 70 - It is this sense which furnishes the imagination with its ideas ; so that by the pleasures of the imagination, or fancy, (which I shall use promiscuously,) I here mean such as arise from visible objects, either when we have them actually in our view, or when we call up their ideas into our minds by paintings, statues, descriptions, or any the like occasion.
Side 318 - Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar...
Side 200 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.