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... desire of Warren , the bookseller , and " " 4 The entry of this is remarkable for his early resolution to preserve through life a fair and upright character . 1732 , Junii 15. Undecim aureos deposui , quo die , quidquid ante matris ...
... desire of Warren , the bookseller , and " " 4 The entry of this is remarkable for his early resolution to preserve through life a fair and upright character . 1732 , Junii 15. Undecim aureos deposui , quo die , quidquid ante matris ...
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... desire to see a man of whom extraordinary things were said . Accordingly , the librarian at Buckingham house invited Johnson to see that elegant collection of books , at the same time giving a hint of what was intended . His majesty ...
... desire to see a man of whom extraordinary things were said . Accordingly , the librarian at Buckingham house invited Johnson to see that elegant collection of books , at the same time giving a hint of what was intended . His majesty ...
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... desire of life returned with all its former vehemence . He still imagined , that , by punctur- ing his legs , relief might be obtained . At eight in the morning he tried the experiment , but no water followed . In an hour or two after ...
... desire of life returned with all its former vehemence . He still imagined , that , by punctur- ing his legs , relief might be obtained . At eight in the morning he tried the experiment , but no water followed . In an hour or two after ...
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... desire it of him , to be the editor of his works , and the historian of his life " . It has been mentioned , that , on his death - bed , he thought of writing a Latin inscription to the memory of his friend . Numbers are still living ...
... desire it of him , to be the editor of his works , and the historian of his life " . It has been mentioned , that , on his death - bed , he thought of writing a Latin inscription to the memory of his friend . Numbers are still living ...
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... desire and hate O'erspread with snares the clouded maze of fate ; Where wav'ring man , betray'd by vent'rous pride To tread the dreary paths , without a guide , As treach'rous phantoms in the mist delude , Shuns fancied ills , or chases ...
... desire and hate O'erspread with snares the clouded maze of fate ; Where wav'ring man , betray'd by vent'rous pride To tread the dreary paths , without a guide , As treach'rous phantoms in the mist delude , Shuns fancied ills , or chases ...
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Página xxvi - Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favourer of learning, I shall not be disappointed though I should conclude it, if less be possible, with less; for I have been long wakened from that dream of hope, in which I once boasted myself with so much exultation, My Lord, Your Lordship's most humble Most obedient servant, SAM. JOHNSON.
Página lxvii - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Página 5 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent? For, why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th
Página 10 - New sorrow rises as the day returns, A sister sickens, or a daughter mourns. Now kindred Merit fills the sable bier, Now lacerated Friendship claims a tear.
Página xlvi - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Página 255 - This opinion, which perhaps, prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth : those that never heard of one another, would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some, who deny it with their tongues, confess it by their fears d.
Página 7 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Página xviii - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Página 187 - The place which the wisdom or policy of antiquity had destined for the residence of the Abyssinian princes, was a spacious valley in the kingdom of Amhara, surrounded on every side by mountains, of which the summits overhang the middle part.
Página 8 - But did not chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.