The Wandering Islander, Or, The History of Mr. Charles NorthJ. Ridgway, 1792 - 263 páginas |
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Charles Henry Wilson. THE WANDERING ISLANDER , & c . LETTER I MY DEAR FRIEND , Now I ftand like a stranger at the meeting of many roads , not fo much as a finger - poft to direct me - take but one at once - thank you , Mafter Tony ...
Charles Henry Wilson. THE WANDERING ISLANDER , & c . LETTER I MY DEAR FRIEND , Now I ftand like a stranger at the meeting of many roads , not fo much as a finger - poft to direct me - take but one at once - thank you , Mafter Tony ...
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Charles Henry Wilson. think of Bolingbroke ? You might as well , my dear friend , bid me paint the water of a diamond ! Balzac then ; -that indeed , as Johnson fays ,. would be to catch the gentle agitation of a grove in a gentle form ...
Charles Henry Wilson. think of Bolingbroke ? You might as well , my dear friend , bid me paint the water of a diamond ! Balzac then ; -that indeed , as Johnson fays ,. would be to catch the gentle agitation of a grove in a gentle form ...
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... off then he fhall be doubtful * . Of this , however , I have no doubt , that I am , and ever fhall be , " Your fincere Friend . * Ecclef . LET . LETTER II . MY DEAR FRIEND , HOW beautifully does 34 THE WANDERING ISLANDER . * Ecclef. ...
... off then he fhall be doubtful * . Of this , however , I have no doubt , that I am , and ever fhall be , " Your fincere Friend . * Ecclef . LET . LETTER II . MY DEAR FRIEND , HOW beautifully does 34 THE WANDERING ISLANDER . * Ecclef. ...
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Charles Henry Wilson. LETTER II . MY DEAR FRIEND , HOW beautifully does the King of Day fet out on his golden pilgrimage ! all nature seems to revive at his ap- pearance , it is Philomela only that makes me in love with night ; but why ...
Charles Henry Wilson. LETTER II . MY DEAR FRIEND , HOW beautifully does the King of Day fet out on his golden pilgrimage ! all nature seems to revive at his ap- pearance , it is Philomela only that makes me in love with night ; but why ...
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... of an honeft Hibernian on a fimilar occafion , I hope you will excufe the length of this , as I really had not time to write a fhor- ter . Farewell ! LETTER LETTER , III . MY DEAR FRIEND , IN my THE WANDERING ISLANDER . 45.
... of an honeft Hibernian on a fimilar occafion , I hope you will excufe the length of this , as I really had not time to write a fhor- ter . Farewell ! LETTER LETTER , III . MY DEAR FRIEND , IN my THE WANDERING ISLANDER . 45.
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Página 188 - ... beasts of prey by the mountains which confined them. On one part were flocks and herds feeding in the...
Página 188 - From the mountains on every side rivulets descended that filled all the valley with verdure and fertility, and formed a lake in the middle inhabited by fish of every species, and frequented by every fowl whom Nature has taught to dip the wing in water. This lake discharged its superfluities by a stream which entered a dark cleft of the mountain on the northern side, and fell with dreadful noise from precipice to precipice till it was heard no more.
Página 188 - The sides of the mountains were covered with trees; the banks of the brooks were diversified with flowers; every blast shook spices from the rocks and every month dropped fruits upon the ground.
Página 226 - My love, my life, said I, explain This change of humour : pr'ythee, tell : That falling tear — What does it mean ? She sigh'd ; she smil'd : and to the flowers Pointing, the lovely moralist said : See, friend, in some few fleeting hours, See yonder, what a change is made. Ah me! the blooming pride of May, And that of beauty are but one: At morn both flourish bright and gay, Both fade at evening, pale, and gone; At dawn poor Stella...
Página 51 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Página 124 - Love, the most generous passion of the mind, The softest refuge innocence can find, The safe director of unguided youth, Fraught with kind wishes, and secured by truth; That cordial drop heaven in our cup has thrown To make the nauseous draught of life go down...
Página 226 - Both fade at evening, pale, and gone. IX. At dawn poor Stella danc'd and fung ; The amorous youth around her bow'd ; At night her fatal knell was rung ; I faw, and kifs'd her in her fhrowd. X. Such as fhe is, who dy'd to-day : Such I, alas ! may be to-morrow : Go, Damon, bid thy Mufe difplay The juftice of thy Cloe's forrow.
Página 188 - This lake difcharged its fujae'tfluities by a ftream which entered a dark cleft, of the mountain on the northern fide, and fell 'with 'dreadful noife from precipice to precipice, till it was heard .no more.
Página 194 - I have not thought it fo, becaufe my time's Spent pleafantly, My Lord's not haughty nor imperious, Nor I gravely whimfical ; he has good nature, And I have manners : His Sons too are civil to me, becaufe I do not pretend to be wifer than they are; I meddle with no...
Página 32 - As for the wondrous works of the Lord, there may nothing be taken from them, neither may any thing be put unto them, neither can the ground of them be found out. 7 When a man hath done, then he beginneth; and when he leaveth off, then he shall be doubtful.