The British Critic and Quarterly Theological Review, Volume 17

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F. and C. Rivington, 1801

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Page 126 - STRANGE fits of passion I have known, And I will dare to tell, But in the lover's ear alone, What once to me befel. When she I lov'd was strong and gay And like a rose in June, I to her cottage bent my way, Beneath the evening moon.
Page 161 - Mars long-plighted leagues divides, And o'er the wasted world in triumph rides. So four fierce coursers, starting to the race, Scour through the plain, and lengthen every pace ; Nor reins, nor curbs, nor threatening cries, they fear, But force along the trembling charioteer.
Page 125 - The outward shows of sky and earth, Of hill and valley, he has viewed ; And impulses of deeper birth Have come to him in solitude. In common things that round us lie Some random truths he can impart, — The harvest of a quiet eye That broods and sleeps on his own heart But he is weak ; both Man and Boy, Hath been an idler in the land ; Contented if he might enjoy The things which others understand.
Page 245 - Then rose up my lord, and went into his privy chamber to pull off his bootes, and to shift him, and then went he to supper...
Page 245 - I noted was a chess-board, made of spiced plate, with men there of the same, and for the good proportion, and because the Frenchmen be very cunning and expert in that play, my Lord Cardinal gave the same to a gentleman of France, commanding there should be made a goodly case for the preservation thereof in all haste, that he might convey the same safe into his countrey. Then tooke my Lord a bole of gold filled with ipocrasse, and putting off his cap, said...
Page 23 - ... bears all the marks of authenticity, and is accompanied with such a pleasant naivete, with such interesting details, with such amusing vanity, and yet so pardonable in an old soldier, who • had been (as he boasts) in a hundred and nineteen battles, as renders his book one of the most singular that is to be found in any language.
Page 125 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove ; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Page 243 - Court, commanding them neither to spare for any cost, expense, or travayle, to make such a triumphant banquet as they might not only wonder at it here, but also make a glorious report of it in their country, to the great honour of the king and his realm.
Page 243 - ... the officers caused them to ride to Hanworth, a place and parke of the Kinges, within three miles, there to hunt and spend the day...
Page 153 - ... four hundred and fifty, we had perfectly in our recollection the accounts we had received on our march, that we were to be put to death on our arrival in the city which we now faw before us, approachable only by caufeways, whereon were feveral bridges, the breaking of one of which effectually cut oft- our retreat. And now...

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