The St. James's Magazine, Bind 1Robert Lloyd W. Flexney ... T. Davies ... and J. Coote, 1762 |
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Side 3
... bring A better fanction to the thing : And all your scribbling foes are fuch , Their cenfure cannot hurt you much ; And , take the matter ne'er fo il ' , If you don't print it , fir , they will . Well , be it fo Nay , AUTHOR . that ...
... bring A better fanction to the thing : And all your scribbling foes are fuch , Their cenfure cannot hurt you much ; And , take the matter ne'er fo il ' , If you don't print it , fir , they will . Well , be it fo Nay , AUTHOR . that ...
Side 9
... bring Their mess of verfe to every king , Too œconomical in tafte , Their forrow or their joy to wafte ; Mix both together , sweet and fow'r ; And bind the thorn up with the flow'r ? Sometimes ' tis Elegy , or Ode . Epifle now's your ...
... bring Their mess of verfe to every king , Too œconomical in tafte , Their forrow or their joy to wafte ; Mix both together , sweet and fow'r ; And bind the thorn up with the flow'r ? Sometimes ' tis Elegy , or Ode . Epifle now's your ...
Side 10
... Bring me eleven Critics grown , Ten have no judgment of their own : But , like the Cyclops , watch the nod Of fome informing mafter god . Or as , when near his latest breath , The patient fain would juggle death , When DOCTORS fit in ...
... Bring me eleven Critics grown , Ten have no judgment of their own : But , like the Cyclops , watch the nod Of fome informing mafter god . Or as , when near his latest breath , The patient fain would juggle death , When DOCTORS fit in ...
Side 12
... bring you ftrange quotations pat in , As if each sentence grew more terse From odds and ends , and scraps of verse ; Who with true poetry dispense , So focial found fuits fimple fenfe , And load one Letter with the labours , Which ...
... bring you ftrange quotations pat in , As if each sentence grew more terse From odds and ends , and scraps of verse ; Who with true poetry dispense , So focial found fuits fimple fenfe , And load one Letter with the labours , Which ...
Side 34
... bring down " The rate of Whetstones in the Kingdom . " About her Neck a pacquet Mail , dead ; " Fraught with advice , fome fresh , fome ftale ; " Of Men that walk'd when they were " And Cows of Monsters brought to - bed : " Of Hail ...
... bring down " The rate of Whetstones in the Kingdom . " About her Neck a pacquet Mail , dead ; " Fraught with advice , fome fresh , fome ftale ; " Of Men that walk'd when they were " And Cows of Monsters brought to - bed : " Of Hail ...
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Side 152 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Side 33 - And surely one of the best rules in conversation is, never to say a thing which any of the company can reasonably wish we had rather left unsaid; nor can there anything be well more contrary to the ends for which people meet together, than to part unsatisfied with each other or themselves.
Side 36 - I conceive their refinements were grounded upon reason, and that a little grain of the romance is no ill ingredient to preserve and exalt the dignity of human nature, without which it is apt to degenerate into everything that is sordid, vicious, and low.
Side 32 - French, from whence we borrow the word, have a quite different idea of the thing, and so had we in the politer age of our fathers. Raillery was to say something that at first appeared a reproach or reflection, but by some turn of wit, unexpected and surprising, ended always in a compliment, and to the advantage of the person it was addressed to.
Side 31 - That is to say, five or six men who had writ plays, or at least prologues, or had share in a miscellany, came thither and entertained one another with their trifling composures, in so important an air as if they had been the noblest efforts of human nature or that the fate of kingdoms depended on them.
Side 36 - First's reign; and from what we read of those times, as well as from the accounts I have formerly met with from some who lived in that court, the methods then used for raising and cultivating conversation were altogether different from ours: several ladies whom we find celebrated by the poets of that...
Side 34 - ... are so ready to lapse into barbarity. This, among the Romans, was the raillery of slaves, of which we have many instances in Plautus. It seems to have been introduced among us by Cromwell,* who, by preferring the scum of the people, made it a court entertainment...
Side 31 - Will's coffeehouse, where the wits (as they were called) used formerly to assemble ; that is to say, five or six men, who had writ plays, or at least prologues, or had share in a miscellany, came thither, and entertained one another with their trifling composures, in so important an air, as if they had been...
Side 32 - It now passes for raillery to run a man down in discourse, to put him out of countenance, and make him ridiculous ; sometimes to expose the defects of his person or understanding; on all which occasions, he is obliged not to be angry, to avoid the imputation of not being able to take a jest.
Side 207 - tis a voice from the tomb; ' Come, Lucy (it cries), come away; The grave of thy Colin has room To rest thee beside his cold clay.' ' I come, my dear shepherd! I come; Ye friends and companions! adieu; I haste to my Colin's dark home, To die on his bosom so true.