The life of Samuel Johnson. [Followed by] The journal of a tour to the Hebrides, 4±Ç1851 |
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... once in a dream a contest of wit with some other person , and that he was very much mortified by imagining that his opponent had the better of him . Now , ' said he , one may mark here the effect of sleep in weakening the power of ...
... once in a dream a contest of wit with some other person , and that he was very much mortified by imagining that his opponent had the better of him . Now , ' said he , one may mark here the effect of sleep in weakening the power of ...
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... Once he asked Tom Davies , whom he saw drest in a fine suit of clothes , And what art thou to - night ? ' Tom answered , The Thane of Ross ; ' ( which it will be recollected is a very inconsiderable character . ) " O brave ! ' said ...
... Once he asked Tom Davies , whom he saw drest in a fine suit of clothes , And what art thou to - night ? ' Tom answered , The Thane of Ross ; ' ( which it will be recollected is a very inconsiderable character . ) " O brave ! ' said ...
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... once aloud , and there had been a general approbation expressed by the company , he addressed himself to Mr. Dyer in particular , and said , ' Sir , I beg to have your judgment , for I know your nicety . ' Dyer then very properly ...
... once aloud , and there had been a general approbation expressed by the company , he addressed himself to Mr. Dyer in particular , and said , ' Sir , I beg to have your judgment , for I know your nicety . ' Dyer then very properly ...
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... shall , ' " & c . It is with pleasure I add that this stanza could never be more truly applied than at this present time [ 1792 . ] - BoSWELL . " He said , that once , when he had AGE 71. ] 17 BOSWELL'S LIFE OF JOHNSON .
... shall , ' " & c . It is with pleasure I add that this stanza could never be more truly applied than at this present time [ 1792 . ] - BoSWELL . " He said , that once , when he had AGE 71. ] 17 BOSWELL'S LIFE OF JOHNSON .
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James Boswell Robert Carruthers. " He said , that once , when he had a violent toothache , a French- man accosted him thus : Ah , Monsieur , vous étudiez trop . ' " " " DR . PARR . 6 Having spent an evening at Mr. Langton's with the ...
James Boswell Robert Carruthers. " He said , that once , when he had a violent toothache , a French- man accosted him thus : Ah , Monsieur , vous étudiez trop . ' " " " DR . PARR . 6 Having spent an evening at Mr. Langton's with the ...
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70 ÆäÀÌÁö - Biron they call him; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
101 ÆäÀÌÁö - The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then, with no throbs of fiery pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his soul the nearest way.
270 ÆäÀÌÁö - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sometimes it lieth in pat allusion to a known story, or in seasonable application of a trivial saying, or in forging an apposite tale : sometimes it playeth in words and phrases, taking advantage from the ambiguity of their sense, or the affinity of their sound.
35 ÆäÀÌÁö - My thoughtless youth was wing'd with vain desires, My manhood, long misled by wandering fires, Follow'd false lights, and, when their glimpse was gone, My pride struck out new sparkles of her own. Such was I, such by nature still I am ; Be thine the glory, and be mine the shame. Good life be now my task : my doubts are done ; What more could fright my faith than Three in One...
100 ÆäÀÌÁö - His ready help was ever nigh, Where hopeless Anguish pour'd his groan, And lonely Want retir'd to die.
186 ÆäÀÌÁö - There is no arguing with Johnson: for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it.
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... some delight thereto. It raiseth admiration, as signifying a nimble sagacity of apprehension, a special felicity of invention, a vivacity of spirit, and reach of wit more than vulgar; it seeming to argue a rare quickness of parts, that one can fetch in remote conceits applicable; a notable skill, that he can dexterously accommodate them to the purpose before him; together with a lively briskness of humour, not apt to damp those sportful flashes of imagination.
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - Fancy can hardly forbear to conjecture with what temper Milton surveyed the silent progress of his work, and marked its reputation stealing its way in a kind of subterraneous current, through fear and silence. I cannot but conceive him calm and confident, little disappointed, not at all dejected, relying on his own merit with steady consciousness, and waiting, without impatience, the vicissitudes of opinion, and the impartiality of a future generation.
122 ÆäÀÌÁö - On Mincio's banks, in Caesar's bounteous reign, If Tityrus found the Golden Age again, Must sleepy bards the flattering dream prolong, Mechanic echoes of the Mantuan song? From Truth and Nature shall we widely stray, Where Virgil, not where Fancy, leads the way? Yes, thus the Muses sing of happy swains, Because the Muses never knew their pains: They boast their peasants...