The life of Joseph Priestly: LL.D., F.R.S., &c., with critical observations on his works

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Printed by Wilks, Grafton, & Co., 1804 - 112 sider
 

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Side 68 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Side 89 - And through the smooth barbarity of courts, With firm but pliant virtue, forward still To urge his course : him for the studious shade Kind nature form'd, deep, comprehensive, clear, Exact, and elegant ; in one rich soul, Plato, the Stagyrite, and Tully join'd.
Side 42 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
Side 105 - PRESBYTERIANS,' etc. etc. ; and, at one time, I was followed by a number of boys, who left their play, repeating what they had seen on the walls, and shouting out, ' Damn Priestley ; damn him, damn him, for ever, for ever,' etc. etc. This was no doubt a lesson which they had been taught by their parents, and what they, I fear, had learned from their superiors.
Side 61 - ... it might not be so proper for us in the usual healthy state of the body: for as a candle burns out much faster in dephlogisticated than in common air, so we might, as may be said, live out too fast, and the animal powers be too soon exhausted in this pure kind of air. A moralist, at least, may say that the air which nature has provided for us is as good as we deserve.
Side 91 - The man resolved and steady to his trust, Inflexible to ill, and obstinately just, May the rude rabble's insolence despise, Their senseless clamours and tumultuous cries ; The tyrant's fierceness he beguiles, And the stern brow, and the harsh voice defies, And with superior greatness smiles.
Side 91 - Not the red arm of angry Jove, That flings the thunder from the sky, And gives it rage to roar, and strength to fly. Should the whole frame of nature round him break, In ruin, and confusion hurl'd, He, unconcern'd would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure, amidst a falling world.
Side 61 - But perhaps we may also infer from these experiments that though pure dephlogisticated air might be very useful as a medicine, it might not be so proper for us in the usual healthy state of the body: for as a candle burns out much faster in dephlogisticated...
Side 39 - We shall all meet finally: we only require different degrees of discipline, suited to our different tempers, to prepare us for final happiness.
Side 40 - About eight o'clock, he desired to have three pamphlets which had been looked out by his directions the evening before. He then dictated as clearly and distinctly as he had ever done in his life, the additions and alterations which he wished to have made in each.

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