Anecdotes of the late Samuel Johnson, LL.D. during the last twenty years of his life1826 - 237 pages |
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... death , shall , by my care , be carried even across the spacious Atlantic , and settle in America itself , the sure consequences of our beloved Whiggism . " This I thought a thing so very particular , that I begged his leave to write it ...
... death , shall , by my care , be carried even across the spacious Atlantic , and settle in America itself , the sure consequences of our beloved Whiggism . " This I thought a thing so very particular , that I begged his leave to write it ...
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... death . I wrote it down from his own lips one evening in August 1772 , not neglecting the little preface , accusing himself of making so grace- less a return for the civilities shewn him . He had , among other elegances about the park ...
... death . I wrote it down from his own lips one evening in August 1772 , not neglecting the little preface , accusing himself of making so grace- less a return for the civilities shewn him . He had , among other elegances about the park ...
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... death ; and I was spared it ! Mr. Johnson , though in general a gross feed- er , kept fast in Lent , particularly the holy week , with a rigour very dangerous to his ge- neral health ; but though he had left off wine ( for religious ...
... death ; and I was spared it ! Mr. Johnson , though in general a gross feed- er , kept fast in Lent , particularly the holy week , with a rigour very dangerous to his ge- neral health ; but though he had left off wine ( for religious ...
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... death , and cried , " Ah , my poor dear friend ! I shall never eat omelet with thee again ! " quite in an agony . The truth is , nobody suffered more from pungent sorrow at a friend's death than Johnson , though he would suffer no one ...
... death , and cried , " Ah , my poor dear friend ! I shall never eat omelet with thee again ! " quite in an agony . The truth is , nobody suffered more from pungent sorrow at a friend's death than Johnson , though he would suffer no one ...
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... death of poor Hogarth , which were equally true and pleas- ing : I know not why Garrrick's were prefer- red to them , The hand of him here torpid lies , That drew the essential form of grace ; Here clos'd in death the attentive eyes ...
... death of poor Hogarth , which were equally true and pleas- ing : I know not why Garrrick's were prefer- red to them , The hand of him here torpid lies , That drew the essential form of grace ; Here clos'd in death the attentive eyes ...
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Page 55 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Page 45 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Page 127 - Oft in danger, yet alive, We are come to thirty-five ; Long may better years arrive, Better years than thirty-five. Could philosophers contrive Life to stop at thirty-five, Time his hours should never drive O'er the bounds of thirty-five. High to soar, and deep to dive, Nature gives at thirty-five. Ladies, stock and tend your hive, Trifle not at thirty-five ; For howe'er we boast and strive, Life declines from thirty-five ; He that ever hopes to thrive Must begin by thirty-five ; And all who wisely...
Page 49 - Wheresoe'er I turn my view, All is Strange, yet nothing new: Endless labour all along, Endless labour to be wrong; Phrase that Time has flung away; Uncouth words in disarray, Trick'd in antique ruff and bonnet, Ode, and elegy, and sonnet.
Page 7 - Being asked if he could remember Queen Anne, ' He had (he said) a confused, but somehow a sort of solemn recollection of a lady in diamonds, and a long black hood'.
Page 104 - Here, closed in death, th' attentive eyes, That saw the manners in the face.' " Mr. Hogarth, among the variety of kindnesses shown to me when I was too young to have a proper sense of them, was used to be very earnest that I should obtain the acquaintance, and if possible the friendship, of Dr. Johnson ; whose conversation was, to the talk of other men, like Titian's painting compared to Hudson's...
Page 189 - I was suffering horrid tortures (said he), and verily believe that if I had put a bit into my mouth it would have strangled me on the spot, I was so excessively ill ; but I made more noise than usual to cover all that, and so they never perceived my not eating, nor I believe at all imaged to themselves the anguish of my heart : but when all were gone except Johnson here, I burst out a-crying, and even swore by that I would never write again.
Page 120 - Mr. Johnson had however an avowed and scarcely limited partiality for all who bore the name or boasted the alliance of an Aston or a Hervey ; and when Mr.
Page 50 - A famous ballad also, beginning Rio verde, Rio verde, when I commended the translation of it, he said he could do it better himself — as thus: Glassy water, glassy water, Down whose current, clear and strong, Chiefs confus'd in mutual slaughter, Moor and Christian roll along.
Page 17 - ... I hope (replied he), that I should have willingly lived on bread and water to obtain instruction for them: but I would not have set their future friendship to hazard for the sake of thrusting into their heads knowledge of things for which they might not perhaps have either taste or necessity. You teach your daughters the diameters of the planets, and wonder when you have done that they do not delight in your company.