The Spirit of the Public Journals: Being an Impartial Selection of the Most Exquisite Essays and Jeux D'esprits, Principally Prose, that Appear in the Newspapers and Other Publications, Band 1

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Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott
James Ridgway, 1798
 

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Seite 257 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Seite ii - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Seite 157 - Where, laughing at the storm, rich navies ride ; Not starred and spangled courts Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No ! Men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued, In forest, brake or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain, — These constitute a State...
Seite 119 - Then welcome business, welcome strife, Welcome the cares, the thorns of life, The visage wan, the pore-blind sight, The toil by day, the lamp at night, The tedious forms, the solemn prate, The pert dispute, the dull debate, The drowsy bench, the babbling Hall...
Seite 193 - A WARRIOR so bold, and a virgin so bright Conversed, as they sat on the green ; They gazed on each other with tender delight; Alonzo the Brave was the name of the knight, The maid's was the Fair Imogine. "And, oh ! " said the youth, "since to-morrow I go To fight in a far distant land, . Your tears for my absence soon leaving to flow, Some other will court you, and you will bestow On a wealthier suitor your hand.
Seite 118 - Instead of these, a formal band, In furs and coifs, around me stand, With sounds uncouth, and accents dry, That grate the soul of harmony. Each pedant sage unlocks his store Of mystic, dark, discordant lore; And points, with tottering hand, the ways That lead me to the thorny maze.
Seite 117 - How blest my days, my thoughts how free, In sweet society with thee ! Then all was joyous, all was young, And years unheeded roll'd along : But now the pleasing dream is o'er, These scenes must charm me now no more.
Seite 230 - And Abraham answered and said, Lord, he would not worship thee, neither would he call upon thy Name; therefore have I driven him out from before my Face into the Wilderness.
Seite 119 - Observe how parts with parts unite In one harmonious rule of right ; See countless wheels distinctly tend By various laws to one great end : While mighty Alfred's piercing soul Pervades, and regulates the whole.
Seite 230 - And when Abraham saw that the man blessed not God, he said unto him, Wherefore dost thou not worship the most high God, creator of heaven and earth ? 7.

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