Letters from a citizen of the world, to his friends in the East (Google eBook)

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F.C. and J. Rivington, 1820 - English literature
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Page 94 - ... pleasure he gave ; he loved all the world, and he fancied all the world loved him. As his fortune was but small, he lived up to the very extent of it ; he had no...
Page 75 - I sustained the loss with intrepidity ; my son is made a slave among the barbarians, which was the only blow that could have reached my heart : yes, I will indulge the transports of Nature for a little, in order to shew I can overcome them in the end. True magnanimity consists not in NEVER falling, but in RISING every time we fall.
Page 217 - Fire and fury, no more of thy stupid explanations!' cried he; 'go and inform her we have got company. Were that Scotch hag', continued he, turning to me, 'to be for ever in my family, she would never learn politeness, nor forget that absurd poisonous accent of hers, or testify the smallest specimen of breeding or high life ; and yet it is very surprising, too, as I had her from a parliament man, a friend of mine from the Highlands, one of the politest men in the world ; but that's a secret.
Page 218 - By this time my curiosity began to abate, and my appetite to increase : the company of fools may at first make us smile, but at last never fails of rendering us melancholy ; I therefore pretended to recollect a prior engagement, and, after having...
Page 452 - ... and, with short-sighted presumption, promised themselves immortality! Posterity can hardly trace the situation of some; the sorrowful traveller wanders over the awful ruins of others ; and, as he beholds, he learns wisdom, and feels the transience of every sublunary possession.
Page 463 - ... a privateer, I should have been entitled to clothing and maintenance during the rest of my life ; but that was not my chance : one man is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and another with a wooden ladle.
Page 335 - A man of letters at present, whose works are valuable, is perfectly sensible of their value. Every polite member of the community, by buying what he writes, contributes to reward him. The ridicule therefore of living in a garret, might have been wit in the last age, but continues such no longer, because no longer true.
Page 460 - When my time was expired, I worked my passage home, and glad I was to see old England again, because I loved my country. I was afraid, however, that I should...
Page 10 - Liberty is echoed in all their assemblies ; and thousands might be found ready to offer up their lives for the sound, though perhaps not one of all the number understands its meaning.
Page 55 - The harmless savages made no opposition ; and, could the intruders have agreed together, they might peaceably have shared this desolate country between them. But they quarrelled about the boundaries of their settlements, about grounds and rivers to which neither side could shew any other right than that of power, and which neither could occupy but by usurpation.

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