The Preceptor: Containing a General Course of Education, Volume 1Robert Dodsley R. and J. Dodsley, 1754 - Education |
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... Powers to philofophical Enquiries ; it feems rather requifite that an Apology should be made , for any further Attempt to smooth a Path so fre- quently beaten , or to recommend Attainments fo ardently pursued , and fo officiously ...
... Powers to philofophical Enquiries ; it feems rather requifite that an Apology should be made , for any further Attempt to smooth a Path so fre- quently beaten , or to recommend Attainments fo ardently pursued , and fo officiously ...
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... Powers , is neceffarily to con- tain Treatises on different Subjects . As it is de- figned for Schools , though for the higher Claffes , it is confined wholly to fuch Parts of Knowledge as young Minds may comprehend ; and as it is drawn ...
... Powers , is neceffarily to con- tain Treatises on different Subjects . As it is de- figned for Schools , though for the higher Claffes , it is confined wholly to fuch Parts of Knowledge as young Minds may comprehend ; and as it is drawn ...
Page xvii
... Power of pleafing with his Prefence , every Man would wish to be able to give Delight at a Distance . This great Art hould be diligently taught , the rather , because of thofe Letters which are most useful , and by which the general ...
... Power of pleafing with his Prefence , every Man would wish to be able to give Delight at a Distance . This great Art hould be diligently taught , the rather , because of thofe Letters which are most useful , and by which the general ...
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... Powers of Ratiocination have been much improved by any Systems of Art or methodical Inftitutions . The Logic which for fo many Ages kept Poffeffion of the Schools , has at laft been condemned as a mere Art of Wrangling , of very little ...
... Powers of Ratiocination have been much improved by any Systems of Art or methodical Inftitutions . The Logic which for fo many Ages kept Poffeffion of the Schools , has at laft been condemned as a mere Art of Wrangling , of very little ...
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... Power ; and however they may by Conviction of their Fit- ness please the Reafoner in the Shade , when the Paffions ftagnate without Impulse , and the Appetites are fecluded from their Ob- jects , they will be of little force against the ...
... Power ; and however they may by Conviction of their Fit- ness please the Reafoner in the Shade , when the Paffions ftagnate without Impulse , and the Appetites are fecluded from their Ob- jects , they will be of little force against the ...
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Page 61 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Page 58 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Page 26 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Page 26 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Page 56 - They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 65 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 26 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Page 419 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Page 65 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 67 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not ; Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.