Edinburgh Magazine: Or Literary Miscellany, Volume 11

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J. Sibbald, Parliament-Square, 1798 - Books and bookselling
 

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Page 259 - If ever there was a book calculated to make a man in love with its author, this appears to me to be the book.
Page 343 - He was seated in a sort of open chair, or triumphal car, borne by sixteen men, and was accompanied and followed by guards, officers of the household, high flag and umbrella bearers, and music. He was clad in plain, dark silk, with a velvet bonnet, in form not much different from the bonnet of Scotch Highlanders : on the front of it was placed a large pearl, which was the only jewel or ornament he appeared to have about him.
Page 195 - No theology in the belief that God is, and that He is the rewarder of them that diligently seek Him...
Page 241 - Aspersions upon both Houses of Parliament, and the most audacious Defiance of the Authority of the whole Legislature; and most manifestly tending to alienate the Affections of the People from His Majesty, to withdraw them from their Obedience to the Laws of the Realm, and to excite them to traitorous Insurrections against His Majesty's Government.
Page 122 - I have done but half my errand; what is your lute worth if I have not your book? ' ' What book, Master Gainsborough? ' ' Why, the book of airs you have composed for the lute.
Page 20 - He complains, however, that many of thofe who make the moft unequivocal profeffion of Our Saviour's doctrine, pay too little deference to his example recommended in one of his precepts — ' Learn of me, for I am meek and lowly in heart...
Page 289 - Whenever the boy was seized with a fit of retching, the father lifted him up, and wiped away the foam from his lips ; and if a shower came, he made him open his mouth to receive the drops, or gently squeezed them into it from a rag.
Page 378 - I played a sad lament for my poor dog Tray. Where now shall I go, poor, forsaken, and blind? Can I find one to guide me, so faithful and kind? To my sweet native village, so far, far away, I can never more return with my poor dog Tray. 18* THE WOUNDED HUSSAR. ALONE, to the banks of the dark-rolling Danube, . Fair Adelaide hied when the battle was o'er : " Oh whither," she cried, " hast thou wandered, my lover, Or here dost thou welter and bleed on the shore?
Page 124 - His drawings almost rest on this quality alone for their value ; but possessing it in an eminent degree — and as no drawing can have any merit where it is wanting — his works, therefore, in this branch of the art, approach nearer to perfection than his paintings.
Page 402 - ... by it. He was no forward or frequent speaker, but reserved himself, as was fit, for occasions worthy of him. In debate he was eloquent as well as wise, or rather he became eloquent by his wisdom. His countenance and tone of voice imprinted the ideas of penetration, probity, and candour ; but what secured your attention and assent to all he said was his constant good sense, flowing in apt terms, and in the clearest method.

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