A Dictionary of the English Language: In which the Words are Deduced from Their Originals, and Illustrated in Their Different Significations, by Examples from the Best Writers, to which are Prefixed a History of the Language, and an English Grammar, Band 4 |
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Thin matter ; serous Cruel ; bloody ; murderous . excretion . ... Running a The scene is now more sanguinary , and fuller of actors : never was such a confused mysterious thin serous matter , not a well - digested civil war as this .
Thin matter ; serous Cruel ; bloody ; murderous . excretion . ... Running a The scene is now more sanguinary , and fuller of actors : never was such a confused mysterious thin serous matter , not a well - digested civil war as this .
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The shape of those little particles of matter SA'PIENCE . n . so [ sapience , Fr. sapientia , which distinguish the various sapors , odours , and colours of bodies . Watts . Lat . ] Wisdom ; sageness ; knowledge .
The shape of those little particles of matter SA'PIENCE . n . so [ sapience , Fr. sapientia , which distinguish the various sapors , odours , and colours of bodies . Watts . Lat . ] Wisdom ; sageness ; knowledge .
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This matter ' I handled fully in last Saturday's Long after these times were they but savages . Spectator . Addison . Raleigh : SATU'RSTY . n . s . ( saturitas , from saturo , The seditious lived by rapine and ruin of all Lat . ] ...
This matter ' I handled fully in last Saturday's Long after these times were they but savages . Spectator . Addison . Raleigh : SATU'RSTY . n . s . ( saturitas , from saturo , The seditious lived by rapine and ruin of all Lat . ] ...
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What's the matter , you dissentious rogues , Ainsworth . That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion , SCAD . N. S. A kind of fish . Probably the Make yourselves icabs ? Sbakspeare , same with shad . tomer . Ben Jonson : tears .
What's the matter , you dissentious rogues , Ainsworth . That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion , SCAD . N. S. A kind of fish . Probably the Make yourselves icabs ? Sbakspeare , same with shad . tomer . Ben Jonson : tears .
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Sbakspeare , For the matter of your confession , let it be seA Numidian priest , bellowing out certain su- vere and serious ; but yet so as it may be withperstitious charms , cast divers scrolls of paper on out any inordinate anxiety ...
Sbakspeare , For the matter of your confession , let it be seA Numidian priest , bellowing out certain su- vere and serious ; but yet so as it may be withperstitious charms , cast divers scrolls of paper on out any inordinate anxiety ...
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Seite 39 - God knows, my son, By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways I met this crown ; and I myself know well How troublesome it sat upon my head : To thee it shall descend with better quiet, Better opinion, better confirmation ; For all the soil of the achievement goes With me into the earth.
Seite 67 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring.
Seite 99 - Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Seite 46 - Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
Seite 109 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 82 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Seite 30 - And flowers aloft shading the fount of life, And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream. With these, that never fade, the Spirits elect Bind their resplendent locks, inwreath'd with beams : Now in loose garlands thick thrown off, the bright Pavement, that like a sea of jasper shone, Impurpled with celestial roses smiled.