A series of genuine letters between Henry and Frances [by R. and E. Griffith].Johnston, 1767 |
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abfence Adieu affure againſt amufement anfwer becauſe beſt bleffing blifs charming confequence confider conftant converfe Dear FANNY dear Harry dearest defign defire difappointment divine epiftle exercife expreffion exprefs fafe faid fame fecond feems felf fenfe fenfible fentiments feveral fhall fhew fhort fhould fince fincere firft firſt fituation folitude fome fomething fometimes foul fpeak fpirits FRANCES ftate ftile ftill fubject fuch fuffer fufficient fuppofe fure fweet give happineſs happy heart HENRY HIATU higheſt himſelf hope human inftance itſelf juft juftice juſt laft laſt leaft leaſt lefs LETTER lofs Maidenhall mind moft moral moſt muft muſt myſelf nature neceffary nefs never obferved occafion ourſelves paffage paffion pafs perfon philofophy pleafed pleaſed pleaſure Pliny poffible poft prefent reafon reft render ſhall ſpeak ſtate tenderneſs thee thefe theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thought tion underſtanding uſe virtue weakneſs worfe writing your's yourſelf
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Σελίδα 219 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
Σελίδα 219 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, • This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue. What blessings thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away ; For God is paid when man receives, T
Σελίδα 76 - When you have proved that the three angles of every triangle are equal to two right angles...
Σελίδα 232 - In Pope I cannot read a line But, with a sigh, I wish it mine : When he can in one couplet fix More sense than I can do in six, It gives me such a jealous fit, I cry, "Pox take him and his wit.
Σελίδα 219 - Who all my fenfe confin'd To know but this, that thou art good, And that myfelf am blind ; Yet gave me, in this dark eftate, To fee the good from ill ; And binding nature faft in fate, Left free the human will.
Σελίδα 294 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Σελίδα 220 - I am, not wholly fo, Since quick'ned by thy Breath ; O lead me wherefoe'er I go, Thro' this day's Life or Death. This day, be Bread and Peace my Lot : All elfe beneath the Sun, Thou know'ft if beft beftow'd or not, And let thy Will be done. To Thee, whofe Temple is all Space, Whofe Altar...
Σελίδα 220 - If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way. Save me alike from foolifh pride, Or impious difcontent, At aught thy wifdom has deny'd, Or aught thy goodnefs lent.
Σελίδα 276 - Those seats, whence long excluded thou must mourn ; That gate, for ever barr'd to thy return : Wilt thou not then bewail ill-fated love, And hate a banish'd man, condemn'd in woods to rove?
Σελίδα 219 - Thy goodnefs let me bound, Or think Thee Lord alone of man, When thoufand worlds are round. Let not this weak unknowing hand . Prefume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge thy foe.