Essays: On the Following Subjects: Celibacy, Wedlock, Seduction, Pride, Duelling, Self-murder, Lying, Detraction, Avarice, Justice, Generosity, Temperance, Excess, DeathSmart and Cowslade, 1806 - 190 pagina's |
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Pagina 17
... of Polygamy . " " The practice of Polygamy , " says an emi- nent author , * " is brutal , destructive of friendship and moral sentiment , inconsist- D ent * Dr. Percival Phil . Traną . ent with the great end of marriage ; the edu- 17.
... of Polygamy . " " The practice of Polygamy , " says an emi- nent author , * " is brutal , destructive of friendship and moral sentiment , inconsist- D ent * Dr. Percival Phil . Traną . ent with the great end of marriage ; the edu- 17.
Pagina 45
... friends , has not unfrequently betrayed more wildness of look , agitation of person , and tremulousness of voice , than sometimes can be discovered in the deportment of him , who is about to meet his final doom on the awful platform ...
... friends , has not unfrequently betrayed more wildness of look , agitation of person , and tremulousness of voice , than sometimes can be discovered in the deportment of him , who is about to meet his final doom on the awful platform ...
Pagina 53
... friends , persecuted by enemies , and despised by the world ; a deplorable mul- titude of unhappy females , beautiful and lovely daughters , who gladly would have returned , had that been permitted , as hum- bled bled penitents to the ...
... friends , persecuted by enemies , and despised by the world ; a deplorable mul- titude of unhappy females , beautiful and lovely daughters , who gladly would have returned , had that been permitted , as hum- bled bled penitents to the ...
Pagina 67
... hast separated friends , and made desolation . in families ; thou hast committed duels , sui- cides , and murders : thou hast filled the streets K 2 streets with pitiable wretches , instructed gamblers , emboldened highwaymen 67.
... hast separated friends , and made desolation . in families ; thou hast committed duels , sui- cides , and murders : thou hast filled the streets K 2 streets with pitiable wretches , instructed gamblers , emboldened highwaymen 67.
Pagina 90
... friends do me too much honour ; but there is a gentleman ( pointing to a fierce looking black fellow that was sitting at one of the tables ) who has killed half the regiment . " So up goes the officer to him , and tells him he is well ...
... friends do me too much honour ; but there is a gentleman ( pointing to a fierce looking black fellow that was sitting at one of the tables ) who has killed half the regiment . " So up goes the officer to him , and tells him he is well ...
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Essays: On the Following Subjects: Celibacy, Wedlock, Seduction, Pride ... Edward Barry Volledige weergave - 1806 |
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Pagina 113 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die: to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Pagina 189 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. . What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul!
Pagina 92 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Pagina 190 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death ! where is thy sting ? The Universal Prayer FATHER of all!
Pagina 172 - Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Pagina 132 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Pagina 171 - God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
Pagina 92 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Pagina 47 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die : like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.
Pagina 151 - HEAVEN eternal fountain of our feelings! 'tis here I trace thee and this is thy divinity which stirs within me not that, in some sad and sickening moments, my soul shrinks back upon herself, and startles at destruction mere pomp of words!