The British Essayists: Adventurer

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James Ferguson
J. Richardson and Company, 1823 - English essays
 

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Page 262 - remarks, that Socrates was said to have brought philosophy down from heaven to inhabit among men : " And I," says he, " shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought philosophy out of closets and libraries, schools and colleges, to dwell in clubs and assemblies, at tea-tables, and coffee-houses.
Page 161 - readers that can peruse his answer without tears ; -Pray do not mock me : I am a very foolish, fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful : for I am mainly ignorant What place this
Page 104 - as age, wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely ! Then suddenly he addresses Gonerill and Regan in the severest terms and with the bitterest threats : No, you unnatural hags ! I will have such revenges on you both—
Page 14 - a spirit? Lord, how it looks about ! Believe me, sir, It carries a brave form. But 'tis a spirit. Her imagining that as he was so beautiful he must necessarily be one of her father's aerial agents is a stroke of nature worthy admiration : as are likewise her entreaties to her father not
Page 11 - where crabs grow; And I with my long nails will dig thee pignuts; Show thee a jay's nest; and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmazet. I'll bring thee To clustering filberds; and sometimes I'll get thee Young sea-malls from the rock
Page 120 - condition, and worthy to be written in characters of gold in the closet of every monarch upon earth : O ! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp ! Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That
Page 157 - There's your press money. That fellow handles his bow like a crowkeeper : draw me a clothier's yard. Look, look, a mouse ! Peace, peace : this piece of toasted cheese will do it." The art of our poet is transcendant in thus making a passage, that even borders on burlesque, strongly expressive of the madness
Page 36 - and majestic, is unnatural and far fetched; May thy billows roll ashore The beryl and the golden ore : May thy lofty head be crown'd With many a tower and terras round; And here and there, thy banks upon, With groves of myrrh and cinnamon!
Page 101 - am sure, is kind and comfortable. When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails She'll flay thy wolfish visage He was, however, mistaken ; for the first object he encounters in the castle of the Earl of Gloucester, whither
Page 161 - Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her, he replies, You are a spirit,

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