The Modern British Essayists: Jeffrey, Francis. Contributions to the Edinburgh ReviewA. Hart, 1852 |
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... friends have suggested that I ought to take this opportunity of giving an explanation . My own first impression was , that this was unnecessary ; and , but for the illustrious name which is con- nected with the subject , I should still ...
... friends have suggested that I ought to take this opportunity of giving an explanation . My own first impression was , that this was unnecessary ; and , but for the illustrious name which is con- nected with the subject , I should still ...
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... Friends . By THOMAS CLARKSON , M. A. , Author of several Essays on the Subject of the Slave Trade .. PAGE . 621 637 643 Memoirs of the Private and Public Life of William Penn . By THOMAS CLARKSON , M. A. 651 A Selection from the Public ...
... Friends . By THOMAS CLARKSON , M. A. , Author of several Essays on the Subject of the Slave Trade .. PAGE . 621 637 643 Memoirs of the Private and Public Life of William Penn . By THOMAS CLARKSON , M. A. 651 A Selection from the Public ...
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... friends of my youth ; and I now often hear Mr. such a one , to distinguish them from their sons , persons , whom I ... friend , to live firmities of old age could be as easily and cheaply a good deal longer . But I look upon death to be ...
... friends of my youth ; and I now often hear Mr. such a one , to distinguish them from their sons , persons , whom I ... friend , to live firmities of old age could be as easily and cheaply a good deal longer . But I look upon death to be ...
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... friends and benefactors , with a degree of virulence and rancour , to which it would not be too much to apply the term of brutality ; and , in the end , when the approaching death of the Queen , and their internal dissensions made his ...
... friends and benefactors , with a degree of virulence and rancour , to which it would not be too much to apply the term of brutality ; and , in the end , when the approaching death of the Queen , and their internal dissensions made his ...
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... friends . ' leave to come at his levee ; which he immediately " I believe never was any thing compassed so soon and purely done by my personal credit with Mr. Harley ; who is so excessively obliging , that 1 know not what to make of it ...
... friends . ' leave to come at his levee ; which he immediately " I believe never was any thing compassed so soon and purely done by my personal credit with Mr. Harley ; who is so excessively obliging , that 1 know not what to make of it ...
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Page 313 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Page 358 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! ' ;" '""' As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Page 314 - Keeps honour bright : to have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way ; For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast : keep then the path ; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue : if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide they all rush by And leave you hindmost...
Page 340 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
Page 314 - High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Page 341 - mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, "When upward-springing, blythe, to greet, The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field Unseen, alane.
Page 341 - An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o...
Page 312 - But he, his own affections' counsellor, Is to himself — I will not say, how true — • But to himself so secret and so close, So far from sounding and discovery, As is the bud bit with an envious worm, Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, Or dedicate his beauty to the sun.
Page 364 - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
Page 383 - Whose walls of mud scarce bear the broken door; There, where the putrid vapours, flagging, play, And the dull wheel hums doleful through the day ;— There children dwell who know no parents' care; Parents, who know no children's love, dwell there! Heart-broken matrons on their joyless bed, Forsaken wives, and mothers never wed ; Dejected widows with unheeded tears, And crippled age with more than childhood fears; The lame, the blind, and, far the happiest they ! The moping idiot, and the madman...