The Beauties of Johnson: Choice Selections from His WorksLeavitt & Allen, 1853 - 160 strani |
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... pity ; and which , when they are separated from their peculiar and personal circumstances , will never be con- sidered as important enough to claim atten- tion or deserve redress . Distrust . Ibid . vol . 4 . It is impossible to see the ...
... pity ; and which , when they are separated from their peculiar and personal circumstances , will never be con- sidered as important enough to claim atten- tion or deserve redress . Distrust . Ibid . vol . 4 . It is impossible to see the ...
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... Pity . Ibid . Pity is to many of the unhappy a source of comfort in hopeless distresses , as it con- tributes to recommend them to themselves , by proving that they have not lost the regard of others ; and Heaven seems to in- dicate the ...
... Pity . Ibid . Pity is to many of the unhappy a source of comfort in hopeless distresses , as it con- tributes to recommend them to themselves , by proving that they have not lost the regard of others ; and Heaven seems to in- dicate the ...
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... pity , and he finished the scene with winning my esteem too . ber . The king , he said , was the most generous of princes ; but his generosity could neither relieve nor reward every one , and it was only his misfortune to be amongst the ...
... pity , and he finished the scene with winning my esteem too . ber . The king , he said , was the most generous of princes ; but his generosity could neither relieve nor reward every one , and it was only his misfortune to be amongst the ...
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... pity of all the villages around us , said the postilion - it is but three years ago , that the sun did not shine upon so fair , so quick - witted and amiable a maid ; and better fate did Maria deserve , than to have her bans forbid by ...
... pity of all the villages around us , said the postilion - it is but three years ago , that the sun did not shine upon so fair , so quick - witted and amiable a maid ; and better fate did Maria deserve , than to have her bans forbid by ...
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... pity is , as they can be earned in the world with so little industry , that your or- der should wish to procure them by press- ing upon a fund which is the property of the lame , the blind , the aged , and the in- firm the captive , who ...
... pity is , as they can be earned in the world with so little industry , that your or- der should wish to procure them by press- ing upon a fund which is the property of the lame , the blind , the aged , and the in- firm the captive , who ...
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ancholy betwixt brother Shandy Carrickfergus consider corporal cried danger daugh death delight Dendermond desire distress easily endeavour envy evil excellence eyes Falkland Islands father favour fear feel Fevre Fleur folly fortune friendship give hand happiness heart Heaven honour hope human Ibid Idler kind knowledge labour LAURENCE STERNE lence lives look man's mankind Maria ment mind misery mourn nature ness never Notes upon Shakspeare numbers Obadiah observed once ourselves pain pass passions pâtés pity pleasure polished language poor postilion Preface to Shakspeare pride Prince of Abyssinia prudence quoth Rambler reason regiment riches scarce Sentimental Journey Sermon xvii sitting sorrow soul spirit suffer sure sword tears tell temper thee thing thou art thought tion Trim Tristram Shandy truth turn twas uncle Toby uncle Toby's vanity virtue wealth Whitsuntide wish Yorick
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Stran 121 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends, be such frigid philosophy as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins...
Stran 32 - He shall not drop, said my uncle Toby, firmly. A-wcll-a'day — do what we can for him, said Trim, maintaining his point, — the poor soul will die. He shall not die, by G— , cried my uncle Toby. — The ACCUSING SPIRIT, which flew up to Heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in, and the RECORDING ANGEL, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Stran 157 - If there be any fallacy, it is not that we fancy the players, but that we fancy ourselves unhappy for a moment ; but we rather lament the possibility than suppose the presence of misery, as a mother weeps over her babe, when she remembers that death may take it from her.
Stran 32 - He will never march, an' please your honour, in this world, said the corporal: He will march, said my uncle Toby, rising up from the side of the bed, with one shoe off: An' please your honour, said the corporal, he will never march, but to his grave: He shall march, cried my uncle Toby, marching the foot which had a shoe on, though without advancing an inch, — he shall march to his regiment...
Stran 148 - What better can we do, than to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate fall Before him reverent, and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears Watering the ground, and with our sighs the air Frequenting, sent from hearts contrite, in sign Of sorrow unfeign'd, and humiliation meek?
Stran 26 - I heard the poor gentleman say his prayers last night, said the landlady, very devoutly, and with my own ears, or I could not have believed it. Are you sure of it? replied the curate. A soldier, an' please your reverence, said I, prays as often (of his own accord) as a parson; and when he is fighting for his king, and for his own life, and for his honour too, he has the most reason to pray to God of any one in the whole world. 'Twas well said of thee, Trim, said my uncle Toby. But when a soldier,...
Stran 13 - Piety is the only proper and adequate relief of decaying man. He that grows old without religious hopes, as he declines into imbecility, and feels pains and...
Stran 26 - I thought it wrong, added the corporal. I think so, too, said my uncle Toby. When the lieutenant had taken his glass of sack and toast he felt himself a little revived, and sent down into the kitchen to let me know that in about ten minutes he should be glad if I would step upstairs. I believe...
Stran 146 - Jonathan (for that was the coachman's name), or Shrovetide, or any tide or time past, to this ? Are we not here now, continued the corporal (striking the end of his stick perpendicularly upon the floor, so as to give an idea of health and stability) — and are we not...
Stran 90 - I'll not hurt a hair of thy head: — Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape; — go, poor devil, get thee gone, why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.