The British Essayists, Volum 41

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Alexander Chalmers
J. Johnson, 1808
 

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Side 235 - Time out of mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Side 180 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
Side 234 - So saying, on he led his radiant files,. Dazzling the moon; these to the bower direct In search of whom they sought: him there they found Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve, Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy, and with them forge Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams...
Side 116 - Now turning from the wintry signs, the Sun* His course exalted through the Ram had run ; And whirling up the skies, his chariot drove Through Taurus, and the lightsome realms of Love...
Side 235 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Side 86 - Tis I, that, methinks, have most cause to complain, Who am crampt and confin'd like a slave in a chain. I did but step out, on some weighty affairs, To visit, last night, my good friends in the stars, When, before I was got half as high as the moon, You...
Side 233 - Heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, hoth when we wake and when we sleep ; All these with ceaseless praise his works hehold Both day and night. How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator?
Side 213 - ... naked Venus keeps, And Cupids ride the Lion of the Deeps; Where, eas'd of Fleets, the Adriatic main Wafts the smooth Eunuch and enamour'd swain. Led by my hand, he saunter'd Europe round, And gather'd ev'ry Vice on Christian ground...
Side 116 - When first the tender blades of grass appear, And buds, that yet the blast of Eurus fear, Stand at the door of life, and doubt to clothe the year : Till gentle heat, and soft repeated rains, Make the green blood to dance within their veins : Then, at their call, embolden'd out they come, And swell the gems, and burst the narrow room ; Broader and broader yet, their blooms display, Salute the welcome sun, and entertain the day. Then from their breathing souls the sweets...
Side 88 - Rousseau on that head, who thinks that " the empire of woman is the empire of softness, of address, of complacency : her commands are caresses ; her menaces are tears.

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