The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, Volum 5David Phineas Adams, William Emerson, Samuel Cooper Thacher Munroe & Francis, 1808 vol. 3-4 include appendix: "The Political cabinet." |
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... pain and painful pleasure , the joy of grief , agreeable sadness , and de- lightful woe . By those , who are unused to ... pains . There is a luxury in the indulgence of that soft and elevated melancholy , which is widely different 1808 ...
... pain and painful pleasure , the joy of grief , agreeable sadness , and de- lightful woe . By those , who are unused to ... pains . There is a luxury in the indulgence of that soft and elevated melancholy , which is widely different 1808 ...
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... pain ; A gently wakening call to health and ease . ' representation of fellow beings af- fected . We suffer to a certain extent in their sufferings . It can- not be supposed that exhibitions of misery are in themselves grateful ; that ...
... pain ; A gently wakening call to health and ease . ' representation of fellow beings af- fected . We suffer to a certain extent in their sufferings . It can- not be supposed that exhibitions of misery are in themselves grateful ; that ...
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... pain nor trouble to compassionate . There is a laugh- ing tribe , who cannot be expected to be very pitiful . So long as they have no affliction of their own , they retain a constant disposition to wit , humour , and ridicule , to the ...
... pain nor trouble to compassionate . There is a laugh- ing tribe , who cannot be expected to be very pitiful . So long as they have no affliction of their own , they retain a constant disposition to wit , humour , and ridicule , to the ...
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... pain An harmless guest like thee . Pursue me not from spray to spray : How shall I teach my tongue Some sound that may to thee convey , I did not do thee wrong ? Oh , that I knew , sweet innocent , The language of thy kind ; Or could ...
... pain An harmless guest like thee . Pursue me not from spray to spray : How shall I teach my tongue Some sound that may to thee convey , I did not do thee wrong ? Oh , that I knew , sweet innocent , The language of thy kind ; Or could ...
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... pain , and tiresome de- bility , and through repeated scenes of alarming sickness in his family , he has personally supplied the pulpit , and pro- duced by the aid of an amanuensis the following work . The greatest part of it has been ...
... pain , and tiresome de- bility , and through repeated scenes of alarming sickness in his family , he has personally supplied the pulpit , and pro- duced by the aid of an amanuensis the following work . The greatest part of it has been ...
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Side 600 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tomb-stone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow.
Side 216 - And of the angels he saith, Who maketh his angels spirits, and his ministers a flame of fire.
Side 216 - And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firmament, from the waters which were above the firmament : and it was so. And God called the firmament Heaven. And the evening and the morning were the second day.
Side 50 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Side 313 - Oh, could I lose all father, now ! for why, Will man lament the state he should envy ? To have so soon 'scaped world's, and flesh's rage, And, if no other misery, yet age ! Rest in soft peace, and...
Side 605 - God ; that the word of God, contained in the Scriptures of the Old and New Testament, is the only perfect rule of faith and practice...
Side 96 - Shakes off the Dust, and rears his rev'rend Head! Then Sculpture and her Sister-Arts revive; Stones leap'd to Form, and Rocks began to live; With sweeter Notes each rising Temple rung; A Raphael painted, and a Vida sung! Immortal Vida! on whose honour'd Brow The Poet's Bays and Critick's Ivy grow: Cremona now shall ever boast thy Name, As next in Place to Mantua, next in Fame!
Side 218 - He cast upon them the fierceness of his anger, wrath, and indignation, and trouble, by sending evil angels among them. 50 He made a way to his anger ; he spared not their soul from death, but gave their life over to the pestilence...
Side 433 - The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk...
Side 277 - But by your fathers' worth if yours you rate, Count me those only who were good and great. Go ! if your ancient but ignoble blood Has crept through scoundrels ever since the flood, Go ! and pretend your family is young, Nor own your fathers have been fools so long. What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards ? Alas ! not all the blood of all the Howards.