A vindication of natural society. Written in the character of a late noble authorJ. Dodsley, 1765 |
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... Thou- fand are so far from enjoying any Liberty by the Sub- jection of the reft , that they are in an infinitely severer State of Slavery ; they make themselves the most degenerate and unhappy of Mankind , for no other Purpose than that ...
... Thou- fand are so far from enjoying any Liberty by the Sub- jection of the reft , that they are in an infinitely severer State of Slavery ; they make themselves the most degenerate and unhappy of Mankind , for no other Purpose than that ...
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... thou lieft ; when the Rufhes are nodding with the Wind , and the Mist is flying over thee , let me approach my Love unper- ceived , and see him from the Rock . Lovely I saw thee first by the aged Oak of Branno ; thou wert re- turning ...
... thou lieft ; when the Rufhes are nodding with the Wind , and the Mist is flying over thee , let me approach my Love unper- ceived , and see him from the Rock . Lovely I saw thee first by the aged Oak of Branno ; thou wert re- turning ...
Página 126
... thou art gone , O Shilric ! and I am alone on the Hill . The Deer are feen on the Brow ; void of Fear they graze along . No more they dread the Wind ; no more the ruftling Tree . The Hunter is far removed ; he is in the Field of Graves ...
... thou art gone , O Shilric ! and I am alone on the Hill . The Deer are feen on the Brow ; void of Fear they graze along . No more they dread the Wind ; no more the ruftling Tree . The Hunter is far removed ; he is in the Field of Graves ...
Página 127
... thou , lovely Maid , over Rocks , over Mountains to me ? -She fpeaks : but how weak her Voice ! like the Breeze in the Reeds of the Pool . Hark ! Returneft thou fafe from the War ; Where are thy Friends , my Love ? I heard of thy Death ...
... thou , lovely Maid , over Rocks , over Mountains to me ? -She fpeaks : but how weak her Voice ! like the Breeze in the Reeds of the Pool . Hark ! Returneft thou fafe from the War ; Where are thy Friends , my Love ? I heard of thy Death ...
Página 128
... thou not stay , my Love ? Stay and behold my Tears ? Fair thou appeareft , my Love ! fair thou waft , when alive ! By the mofly Fountain I will fit ; on the Top of the Hill of Winds . When Mid - day is filent around , converfe , O my ...
... thou not stay , my Love ? Stay and behold my Tears ? Fair thou appeareft , my Love ! fair thou waft , when alive ! By the mofly Fountain I will fit ; on the Top of the Hill of Winds . When Mid - day is filent around , converfe , O my ...
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Página 275 - ... kneeled, as the others had done, and placed what was brought upon the table, they too retired with the same ceremonies performed by the first. At last came an unmarried lady (we...
Página 276 - The queen dines and sups alone with very few attendants ; and it is very seldom that any body, foreigner or native, is admitted at that time, and then only at the intercession of somebody in power.
Página 276 - At the end of all this ceremonial a number of unmarried ladies appeared, who, with particular solemnity, lifted the meat off the, table, and conveyed it into the queen's inner and more private chamber, where, after she had chosen for herself, the rest goes to the ladies of the court.
Página 277 - The upper part of it is set round with cisterns of lead, into which the water is conveyed through pipes so that fish may be kept in them, and in summer time they are very convenient for bathing.
Página 150 - Thy voice was a stream after rain, like thunder on distant hills. Many fell by thy arm: they were consumed in the flames of thy wrath. But when thou didst return from war, how peaceful was thy brow! Thy face was like the sun after rain, like the moon in the silence of night; calm as the breast of the lake when the loud wind is laid.
Página 67 - I suppose that there are in Great Britain upwards of an hundred thousand people employed in lead, tin, iron, copper, and coal mines ; these unhappy wretches scarce ever see the light of the sun ; they are buried in the bowels of the earth ; there they work at a severe and dismal task, without the least prospect of being delivered from it ; they subsist upon the coarsest and worst sort of fare ; they have their health miserably impaired, and their lives cut short, by being perpetually confined in...
Página 150 - Thou hast no mother to mourn thee, no maid with her tears of love. Dead is she that brought thee forth. Fallen is the daughter of Morglan.
Página 66 - In a State of Nature, it is an invariable Law, that a Man's Acquisitions are in proportion to his Labours. In a State of Artificial Society, it is a Law as constant and as invariable, that those who labour most, enjoy the fewest Things; and that those who labour not at all, have the greatest Number of Enjoyments.
Página 275 - A gentleman entered the room bearing a rod, and along with him another who had a table-cloth, which, after they had both kneeled three times with the utmost veneration, he spread upon the table, and, after kneeling again, they both retired. Then came two others, one with the rod again, the other with a...
Página 150 - Morar's renown; why did he not hear of his wound? Weep, thou father of Morar! weep; but thy son heareth thee not. Deep is the sleep of the dead; low their pillow of dust.