The British Essayists;: The Looker-on

J. Johnson, J. Nichols and son, R. Baldwin, F. and C. Rivington, W. Otridge and son, W.J. and J. Richardson, A. Strahan, R. Faulder, ... [and 40 others], 1808

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Seite 146 - Our political system is placed in a just correspondence and symmetry with the order of the world, and with the mode of existence decreed to a permanent body composed of transitory parts...
Seite 14 - Where there is an obscurity too deep for our Reason, 'tis good to sit down with a description, periphrasis, or adumbration; for by acquainting our Reason how unable it is to display the visible and obvious effects of Nature, it becomes more humble and submissive unto the subtleties of Faith; and thus I teach my haggard and unreclaimed Reason to stoop unto the lure of Faith.
Seite 3 - Unlike in method, with conceal'd design, Did crafty Horace his low numbers join ; And, with a sly insinuating grace, Laugh'd at his friend, and look'd him in the face ; Would raise a blush where secret vice he found, And tickle while he gently probed the wound ; With seeming innocence the crowd beguiled, But made the desperate passes when he smiled.
Seite 160 - An Author of nature being supposed, it is not so much a deduction of reason as a matter of experience, that we are thus under his government : under his government, in the same sense as we are under the government of civil magistrates.
Seite 55 - The sun and moving planets he beheld ; Then, looking down on the sun's feeble ray, Survey'd our dusky, faint, imperfect day, And under what a cloud of night we lay.— Rowe.
Seite 54 - No storms can violate his grave's repose. But when revolving months have won their way, When smile the woods, and when the zephyrs play, When laughs the vivid world in summer's bloom, He bursts, and flies triumphant from the tomb ; And while his new-born beauties he displays, With conscious joy his altered form surveys. Mark, while be moves amid the sunny beam, O'er his soft wings the varying lustres gleam.
Seite 55 - Shot from the mouldering heap, and upwards urg'd its way. Far in those azure regions of the air Which border on the rolling starry sphere, Beyond our orb, and nearer to that height, Where Cynthia drives around her silver light; Their happy seats the demigods possess...
Seite 60 - ... our organized bodies are no more ourselves or part of ourselves, than any other matter around us. And it is as easy to conceive how matter, which is no part of ourselves, may...
Seite 66 - I sent to ask the man of God to honour my roof, and dine with me. I asked him of his country, and what not ; I even asked him if his sermons were his own composition, which he affirmed they were ; I assured him I believed it, for never man had spoke or wrote so well. ' My name is Dishington,
Seite 52 - ... within this house of flesh. Those strange and mystical transmigrations that I have observed in silkworms, turned my philosophy into divinity. There is in these works of nature, which seem to puzzle reason, something divine, and hath more in it than the eye of a common spectator doth discover.

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