The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature, Volum 57

Forside
Tobias George Smollett
W. Simpkin and R. Marshall, 1783
Each number includes a classified "Monthly catalogue."
 

Hva folk mener - Skriv en omtale

Vi har ikke funnet noen omtaler på noen av de vanlige stedene.

Innhold


Andre utgaver - Vis alle

Vanlige uttrykk og setninger

Populære avsnitt

Side 126 - Therefore prophesy and say unto them, Thus saith the Lord God: Behold, O my people, I will open your graves, and cause you to come up out of your graves, and bring you into the land of Israel.
Side 473 - QUEEN of the silver bow ! — by thy pale beam, Alone and pensive, I delight to stray, And watch thy shadow trembling in the stream, Or mark the floating clouds that cross thy way. And while I gaze, thy mild and placid light Sheds a soft calm upon my troubled breast; And oft I think — fair planet of the night, That in thy orb, the wretched may have rest: The sufferers of the earth perhaps may go, Released by death — to thy benignant sphere, And the sad children of despair and woe Forget in thee,...
Side 170 - If we let him thus alone, all men will believe on him : and the Romans shall come and take away both our place and nation.
Side 355 - The tongue of the sucking child cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst: the young children ask bread, and no man breaketh it unto them. They that did feed delicately are desolate in the streets : they that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.
Side 126 - And ye shall know that I am the Lord, when I have opened your graves, O my people, and brought you up out of your graves, and shall put my spirit in you, and ye shall live, and I shall place you in your own land: then shall ye know that I the Lord have spoken it, and performed it, saith the Lord.
Side 152 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads — to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams...
Side 125 - Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God has prepared for them that love him.
Side 459 - I was determined to make some sort of a figure in life ; I earnestly wished it might be under his protection, but if that could not be, I must make some figure ; what it would be I could not determine yet ; I must look round me a little and consult my friends, but some figure I was resolved to make.
Side 86 - ... but (as you will find in moft of the accounts of the earthquake that are in the prefs, and which are numerous) ,the philofophers, who do not eafily abandon...
Side 248 - ... for horfes I cannot fay, they both throw out roots at the joints of the ftalks, and therefore likely to grow to a great length. In the index of dubious plants, at the end of 'Ray's...

Bibliografisk informasjon