The liberal critic; or, Memoirs of Henry Percy, Volume 3

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Page 262 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Page 291 - THIS is the last letter you will ever receive from me, the last assurance I shall give you on earth, of a sincere and...
Page 246 - The heart proves to be only the inert receptacle of the blood, and thofe grofler fpirits which ferve for the animal function : but the pocket is fraught with thofe finer and more fublime fpirits which confiitute the wit, and many other diftinguifhing characters.
Page 292 - ... calmly resign your breath, and enter the confines of unmolested joy. — I am now taking my farewell of you here; but it is a short adieu, with full persuasion that we shall soon meet again.
Page 287 - Towns and cities, like Jericho, without any miracle have fallen flat before it ; it has ftopp'd the mouths of cannons, and more furprizing ftill, of faction and flander.
Page 300 - For feme time after the celebration of the nuptials, they entertained a reciprocal affection. She was all fondnefs, he all indulgence. But their intimacy, inftead of increafing, dimini'fhed their regard. Her beauty, the more it was familiar to his eye, grew lefs attractive to his heart; and his converfation grew lefs engaging, the more fhe partook of the natural levity of her fex.
Page 292 - ... magnify thee. What a dream is mortal life ! What shadows are all the objects of mortal sense ! all the glories of mortality (my much beloved friend) will be nothing in your view at the awful hour of death, when you must be separated from this lower creation, and enter on the borders of the immortal world. Something persuades me this will be the last farewell in this world; Heaven forbid it should be an everlasting parting : may that divine protection, whose care I io>plore, keep you stedfast...
Page 292 - Gentiles trust, in whom all the families of the earth are blessed, is now my glorious, my unfailing confidence ; in His merits alone I expect to stand justified before infinite purity and justice. How poor were my hopes if I depended on those works which my own...
Page 248 - I have remarked a pfyftcian in the chamber of a wealthy patient, clear up his countenance, and write his recipe with infinite vivacity and good humour ; but in the abode 3 SYMfATHY BETWEEN THE BREECHES-POCKET, &C.

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