Omniana: Or, Horae Otiosiores (Google eBook)

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1812 - English literature - 336 pages
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Page 101 - I'll take my pilgrimage. Blood must be my body's balmer; No other balm will there be given; Whilst my soul, like quiet palmer, Travelleth towards the land of heaven ; Over the silver mountains, Where spring the nectar fountains : There will I kiss The bowl of bliss ; And drink mine everlasting fill Upon every milken hill. My soul will be a-dry before ; But after, it will thirst no more.
Page 100 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Page 243 - For if men will impartially, and not asquint, look toward the offices and function of a poet, they will easily conclude to themselves the impossibility of any man's being the good poet, without first being a good man.
Page 176 - The travellers had hardly time to reflect with gratitude to God on their safety, when that part of the ice from which they had just now made good their landing burst asunder, and the water forcing itself from below, covered and precipitated it into the sea. In an instant, as if by a signal given, the whole mass of ice, extending for several miles from the coast, and as far as the eye could reach, began to burst, and be overwhelmed by the immense waves.
Page 45 - ... dogs make syllogisms, The illustration is decisive. A dog loses sight of his, master, and follows him by scent till the road branches into three ; he smells at the first, and at the second, and then, without smelling farther, gallops along the third. That animals...
Page 82 - ... covered with myriads of flies (of a species, perhaps, totally unknown to the naturalist) as active and strong on the wing as gnats flying in the air, on the finest evening in summer. The wings of this non-descript are white, and for distinction's sake, the spectators gave it the name of the coffinfly. The lead was perfectly sound, and presented not the least chink or crevice for the admission of air. The moisture of the flesh had not yet left the bones, and the fallen beard lay on the under jaw.
Page 49 - His Sacred Majesty, having * * declared it to be his Royal will and purpose to continue the healing of his people for the Evil during the Month of May, and then to give over till Michaelmas next, I am commanded to give notice thereof, that the people may not come up to Town in the Interim and lose their labour.
Page 100 - Give me my Scallop shell of quiet My Staff of faith to rest upon; My Scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation ; My Gown of glory, (hope's true gage,) And thus I'll make my Pilgrimage.
Page 178 - ... and beheld with horror, mingled with gratitude for their safety, the enormous waves driving furiously before the wind, like huge castles, and approaching the shore, where, with dreadful noise, they dashed against the rocks, foaming, and filling the air with the spray. The whole company now got their supper; and having sung an evening hymn in the Esquimaux language, lay down to rest about ten o'clock.
Page 124 - ... turned into the substance of the thing fed by it and alimented. Now, here I knew that this mouse had fed upon some substance, or else how could the marks of the teeth so plainly appear ? But no Papist will be willing to answer that it fed upon the substance of Christ's body, — ergo, by good consequence it follows, that it fed upon the substance of bread ; and so...

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