The British Essayists: Tatler.-v. 5-12. Spectator.-v. 13-15. Guardian.-v. 16-18. Rambler.-v. 19-21. Adventurer.-v. 22-24. World.-v. 25-26. Connoisseur.-v. 27. Idler.-v. 28-29. Mirror.-v. 30-31. Lounger.-v. 32-34. Observer.-v. 35-37. Looker-on.-v. 38. General index
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Page 51 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Page 66 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 4 - Like Niobe, all tears ; — why she, even she, — O heaven ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with mine uncle, My father's brother ; but no more like my father, Than I to Hercules...
Page 4 - As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on ; and yet, within a month — Let me not think on't. — Frailty, thy name is woman ! A little month! or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she — O God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason...
Page 31 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Page 3 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month Let me not think on't!
Page 173 - And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate' by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry Havoc, and let slip the dogs of war ; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial Enter a Servant.
Page 234 - Before the angel, and of him to ask Chose rather ; he, she knew, would intermix Grateful digressions, and solve high dispute With conjugal caresses : from his lip Not words alone pleased her.