The Life of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.: Including a Journal of His Tour to the Hebrides, 5±Ç

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H.G. Bohn, 1848

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86 ÆäÀÌÁö - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state With daring aims irregularly great ; Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
86 ÆäÀÌÁö - With daring aims irregularly great. Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by, Intent on high designs — a thoughtful band, By forms...
312 ÆäÀÌÁö - Knowledge is of two kinds. We know a subject ourselves, or we know where we can find information upon it.
304 ÆäÀÌÁö - If you come to settle here, we will have one day in the week on which we will meet by ourselves. That is the happiest conversation where there is no competition, no vanity, but a calm quiet interchange of sentiments.
89 ÆäÀÌÁö - The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; Stop up...
278 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sir, the Duchess of Northumberland may do what she pleases: nobody will say anything to a lady of her high rank. But I should be apt to throw ***** *'s verses in his face.
313 ÆäÀÌÁö - The common remark as to the utility of reading history being made ; — JoHNSON : "We must consider how very little history there is ; I mean real authentic history. That certain kings reigned, and certain battles were fought, we can depend upon as true ; but all the colouring, all the philosophy of history is conjecture.
43 ÆäÀÌÁö - Just in the gate and in the jaws of hell, Revengeful Cares and sullen Sorrows dwell, And pale Diseases, and repining Age, Want, Fear, and Famine's unresisted rage; Here Toils, and Death, and Death's half-brother, Sleep, Forms terrible to view, their sentry keep; With anxious Pleasures of a guilty mind, Deep Frauds before, and open Force behind; The Furies' iron beds; and Strife, that shakes Her hissing tresses and unfolds her snakes.
189 ÆäÀÌÁö - Chambers, you find, is gone far, and poor Goldsmith is gone much further. He died of a fever, exasperated, as I believe, by the fear of distress. He had raised money and squandered it, by every artifice of acquisition and folly of expense. But let not his frailties be remembered ; he was a very great man.
287 ÆäÀÌÁö - The greatest part of a writer's time is spent in reading in order to write ; a man will turn over half a library to make one book.

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