The Spectator, Volume 3

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Alexander Chalmers
D. Appleton, 1853
 

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Pagina 245 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks and wanton wiles, Nods and becks and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe...
Pagina 515 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice, To reign is worth ambition though in Hell : Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
Pagina 514 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blaz'd; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Pagina 61 - Alps we try, Mount o'er the vales, and seem to tread the sky ! Th' eternal snows appear already past, And the first clouds and mountains seem the last : But those attain'd, we tremble to survey The growing labours of the lengthen'd way ; Th...
Pagina 264 - But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar...
Pagina 515 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Pagina 60 - ... of our lives that it ran much faster than it does. Several hours of the day hang upon our hands, nay we wish away whole years : and travel through time as through a country filled with many wild and empty wastes which we would fain hurry over, that we may arrive at those several little settlements or imaginary points of rest which are dispersed up and down in it.
Pagina 62 - Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be ! — Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss, Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope. — He dies, and makes no sign : O God, forgive him ! War.
Pagina 102 - When they see it, they shall be troubled with terrible fear, and shall be amazed at the strangeness of his salvation, so far beyond all that they looked for.
Pagina 421 - Adam ; but his thanks Shall be the execration ; so besides Mine own that bide upon me, all from me...

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