Life of Samuel Johnson
Charles E. Merrill Company, 1911 - 127페이지
Biography of Samuel Johnson (1709-1784), famous English lexicographer and author. First third of the book contains a critique and biographical sketch of Macaulay.
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96 페이지 - Is not a Patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and, when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
95 페이지 - Seven years, my lord, have now passed, since I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door ; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties, of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it, at last, to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance,1 one word of encouragement, or one smile of favour. Such treatment I did not expect, for I never had a patron before.
105 페이지 - Secure, whate'er He gives, He gives the best. Yet, when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions and a will resign'd ; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that, panting for a happier seat. Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat.
45 페이지 - Hervey," said the old philosopher many years later, "was a vicious man; but he was very kind to me. If you call a dog Hervey I shall love him.
106 페이지 - Levet to the grave descend, Officious, innocent, sincere, Of every friendless name the friend. Yet still he fills affection's eye, Obscurely wise and coarsely kind ; Nor, letter'd arrogance, deny Thy praise to merit unrefined.
104 페이지 - Speak thou whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth with Wolsey's end be thine ? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent ? For, why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th...
95 페이지 - is recommended to the public, were written by your lordship. To be so distinguished, is an honour, which, being very little accustomed to favours from the great, I know not well how to receive, or in what terms to acknowledge.
104 페이지 - The golden canopy, the glittering plate, The regal palace, the luxurious board, The liveried army, and the menial lord; With age, with cares, with maladies oppress'd, He seeks the refuge of monastic rest. Grief aids disease, remember'd folly stings, And his last sighs reproach the faith of kings.
97 페이지 - I may surely be contented without the praise of perfection, which, if I could obtain in this gloom of solitude, what would it avail me ? I have protracted my work till most of those whom I wished to please have sunk into the grave, and success and miscarriage are empty sounds : I therefore dismiss it with frigid tranquillity, having little to fear or hope from censure or from praise, (From Preface to Dictionary.) LETTER TO LORD CHESTERFIELD <jth February 1755.
106 페이지 - In misery's darkest cavern known, His useful care was ever nigh, Where hopeless anguish pour'd his groan, And lonely want retired to die. No summons, mock'd by chill delay, No petty gain, disdained by pride ; The modest wants of every day, The toil of every day supplied.