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absurd action animal appears Aristotle beauty behold believe Bishop Berkeley Bishop Butler body brain called Cartes character Charles Bell colour common sense consequently constitution Deity denominated derived desire distinct doctrine doubt Dugald Stewart Epicurus equally Essay existence external objects faculties fear feeling Fingal Gall Gaul genius Greek happiness heart hence human hypothesis imagination immaterial important innate ideas instances instinct intelligence intuitive intuitive knowledge judgment kind knowledge language Lect lecture Locke Lucretius Malebranche mankind material matter ment mental mind moral nature never opinion organ passions peculiar perceive perception perhaps phantasms philosophers physiognomy physiologists Plato pleasure poetry poets possess present principle produced proof propensity prove Pyrrho quadrupeds qualities racter reason Reid respect retributive justice says sensation ſº soul Spurzheim sublime supposed taste temperament term theosophy thing thou tion truth virtue whole words
47 ページ - For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts ; even one thing befalleth them : as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath ; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast : for all is vanity. All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
357 ページ - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre...
252 ページ - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
320 ページ - She call'd on Echo still through all the song; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close: And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair...
320 ページ - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
225 ページ - HAPPINESS ! our being's end and aim ! Good, Pleasure, Ease, Content ! whate'er thy name: That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die...
382 ページ - Let us then suppose the mind to be, as we say, white paper, void of all characters, without any ideas; how comes it to be furnished? Whence comes it by that vast store, which the busy and boundless fancy of man has painted on it with an almost endless variety?
320 ページ - 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.
252 ページ - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.