The Spectator, with Illustrative Notes: To which are Prefixed, the Lives of Authors : Comprehending, Addison, Steele, Parnell, Hughes, Buegel, Eusden, Tickell, and Pope : with Critical Remarks about Their Writings, Volume 3
H.D. Symonds, T. Hurst, J. Walker, J. Scatcherd, A. and J. Black and H. Parry, Vernor and Hood, R. Lea, E. Lloyd, Otridge and Son, J Cuthell, Jordan Hookham, W. Miller, S. Bagster, R. Ryan, and R.H. Westley, 1794
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Page 168 - I, man was made in vain! How is he given away to misery and mortality! tortured in life, and swallowed up in death! The Genius, being moved with compassion towards me, bid me quit so uncomfortable a prospect; Look no more...
Page 169 - I could see persons dressed in glorious habits, with garlands upon their heads, passing among the trees, lying down by the sides of fountains, or resting on beds of flowers ; and could hear a confused harmony of singing birds, falling waters, human voices, and musical instruments.
Page 167 - ... them into the tide, and immediately disappeared. These hidden pit-falls were set very thick at the entrance of the bridge, so that throngs of people no sooner broke through the cloud, but many of them fell into them. • They grew thinner towards the middle, but multiplied and lay closer together towards the end of the arches that were entire.
Page 165 - I ascended the high hills of Bagdat, in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and passing from one thought to another, ' Surely,' said I, ' man is but a shadow, and life a dream.
Page 168 - Look no more, said he, on man in the first stage of his existence, in his setting out for eternity ; but cast thine eye on that thick mist into which the tide bears the several generations of mortals that fall into it.
Page 167 - ... hundred. As I was counting the arches, the genius told me that this bridge consisted at first of a thousand arches ; but that a great flood swept away the rest, and left the bridge in the ruinous condition I now beheld it ; but tell me farther, said he, what thou discoverest on it. I see multitudes of people passing over it, said I, and a black cloud hanging on each end of it.
Page 259 - If I did despise the cause of my man-servant or of my maid-servant when they contended with me ; what then shall I do when God riseth up? and when he visiteth, what shall I answer him? Did not he that made me in the womb, make him? and did not one fashion us in the womb?
Page 166 - The valley that thou seest, said he, is the vale of misery, and the tide of water that thou seest is part of the great tide of eternity.
Page 184 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand, A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing...
Page 184 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.