The British Essayists;: AdventurerJ. 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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... . The complaint of the shepherd , who saw his old companion at ease in the shade , while himself was driving his little flock he knew not whither , is such as , with variation of circumstances , misery always 6 N ° 92 ADVENTURER .
... . The complaint of the shepherd , who saw his old companion at ease in the shade , while himself was driving his little flock he knew not whither , is such as , with variation of circumstances , misery always 6 N ° 92 ADVENTURER .
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Alexander Chalmers. such as , with variation of circumstances , misery always utters at the sight of prosperity ; 1 Nos patria fines , & dulcia linquimus arva ; Nos patriam fugimus : tu , Tityre , lentus in umbra , Formosam resonare ...
Alexander Chalmers. such as , with variation of circumstances , misery always utters at the sight of prosperity ; 1 Nos patria fines , & dulcia linquimus arva ; Nos patriam fugimus : tu , Tityre , lentus in umbra , Formosam resonare ...
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Alexander Chalmers. wrapt in a delicious dream , from which it is misery to be disturbed ; all around is enchantment ! -The isle is full of noises , Sounds , and sweet airs , that give delight and hurt not , Sometimes a thousand twanging ...
Alexander Chalmers. wrapt in a delicious dream , from which it is misery to be disturbed ; all around is enchantment ! -The isle is full of noises , Sounds , and sweet airs , that give delight and hurt not , Sometimes a thousand twanging ...
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... misery , the hope which magnifies future good cannot be denied to be an acces- sion of happiness . The most numerous class of those who presume to hope for miraculous advantages , is that of gamesters .. But by gamesters , I do not mean ...
... misery , the hope which magnifies future good cannot be denied to be an acces- sion of happiness . The most numerous class of those who presume to hope for miraculous advantages , is that of gamesters .. But by gamesters , I do not mean ...
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... misery of hunger and nakedness : but , dear sir , let your bounty be speedy , lest I perish before it arrives . I am your humble servant , Common side , King's Bench , Oct. 18 , 1753 . NOMENTANUS . N ° 101. TUESDAY , OCTOBER 23 , 1753 ...
... misery of hunger and nakedness : but , dear sir , let your bounty be speedy , lest I perish before it arrives . I am your humble servant , Common side , King's Bench , Oct. 18 , 1753 . NOMENTANUS . N ° 101. TUESDAY , OCTOBER 23 , 1753 ...
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acquainted ADVENTURER affection Almerine ancient appearance bagnio beauty became Boileau Caprinus Catiline censure character Clodio considered contempt Cordelia countenance courage Crito danger daughter delight Demosthenes Diphilus disappointed discovered distress dreadful dress DRYDEN equal Euripides evil excellence expected eyes father favour fear felicity Flavilla folly fortune frequently gentleman Gonerill gratify guilt happiness hast heart Hilario honour hope imagination impatient increased insensibility kind knew labour lady Lear less look mankind marriage Menander ment Mercator mind misery morning nature ness never night Nourassin obtain OVID passion perceived perhaps perpetual person pity Plautus pleasure Plutarch portunity Posidippus present produced Quintilian racter reason reflected scarce sentiments Shakspeare Shelimah shew solicitous Soliman solitude sometimes soon Sophocles suffer superaddition Telephus tenderness thee Theocritus things thou thought tion told truth TUESDAY tural uncon utmost VIRG virtue wish wretched writers
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