The Preceptor: Containing a General Course of Education, Volumen 1Robert Dodsley R. and J. Dodsley, 1754 |
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... Fruit . For this Reason it must not be expected , that in the following Pages fhould be found a com- plete Circle of the Sciences ; or that any Au- thors , now deservedly esteemed , should be re- jected to make way for what is here ...
... Fruit . For this Reason it must not be expected , that in the following Pages fhould be found a com- plete Circle of the Sciences ; or that any Au- thors , now deservedly esteemed , should be re- jected to make way for what is here ...
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... Fruit . To work up this Metal into exquifite Figure , there must be employed the Fire , the Chiffel , and the File . There must be a general Knowledge both of Nature and of Arts ; and to go the lowest that can be , there are required ...
... Fruit . To work up this Metal into exquifite Figure , there must be employed the Fire , the Chiffel , and the File . There must be a general Knowledge both of Nature and of Arts ; and to go the lowest that can be , there are required ...
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... from the triumphant Palm , down to the humble Mofs ! Now may we fee that happy Country where precious Gems and Balfams flow from Trees , and Nature yields her moft moft delicious Fruits . How tame and tractable , how 24 . On READING .
... from the triumphant Palm , down to the humble Mofs ! Now may we fee that happy Country where precious Gems and Balfams flow from Trees , and Nature yields her moft moft delicious Fruits . How tame and tractable , how 24 . On READING .
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Containing a General Course of Education Robert Dodsley. moft delicious Fruits . How tame and tractable , how pa- tient of Labour and of . Thirft , are those large Creatures , who lifting up their lofty Heads , go led and loaden thro ...
Containing a General Course of Education Robert Dodsley. moft delicious Fruits . How tame and tractable , how pa- tient of Labour and of . Thirft , are those large Creatures , who lifting up their lofty Heads , go led and loaden thro ...
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... Fruits ; whatever greens the Spring , When Heaven defcends in Show'rs ; or bends the Bough , When Summer reddens , and when Autumn beams ; Or in the wintry Glebe whatever lies Conceal'd , and fattens with the richest Sap : These are not ...
... Fruits ; whatever greens the Spring , When Heaven defcends in Show'rs ; or bends the Bough , When Summer reddens , and when Autumn beams ; Or in the wintry Glebe whatever lies Conceal'd , and fattens with the richest Sap : These are not ...
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Página 61 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Página 58 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 26 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Página 26 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Página 56 - They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Página 65 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 26 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Página 419 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Página 65 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Página 67 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not ; Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.