Memoirs and Proceedings - Manchester Literary and Philosophical Society

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Page 140 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Page 29 - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Page 72 - By all that from thy prophet broke, In thy divine emotions spoke ; Hither again thy fury deal, Teach me but once like him to feel : His cypress wreath my meed decree, And I, O Fear, will dwell with thee!
Page 614 - THIS is true liberty, when freeborn men, Having to advise the public, may speak free ; Which he who can, and will, deserves high praise ; Who neither can, nor will, may hold his peace ; What can be juster in a state than this ? FROM HORACE.
Page 48 - Baron to give his judgment in the case, he declared, " that he was clearly of opinion that the fits were natural, but heightened by the devil, co-operating with the malice of the witches at whose instance he did the villanies...
Page 73 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Page 134 - Hermes' moly, Sibylla's golden bough, the great elixir. Imagined only* by the alchymist, Compared with thee are shadows — thou the substance, And guardian of felicity ! No marvel. My brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of his heart, a mistress To be hugg'd ever ! In by-corners of This sacred room, silver in bags, heap'd up Like billets...
Page 25 - not " not only a great oppreflion upon the poorer fort, " but a badge of flavery upon the whole people, " expofing every man's houfe to be entered into " and fearched at pleafure, by perfons unknown
Page 11 - This being the highest and greatest court over which none other can have jurisdiction in the kingdom, if by any means a misgovernment should any way fall upon it, the subjects of this kingdom are left without all manner of remedy.
Page 134 - Twas no fantastic object, but a truth, A real truth, no dream. I did not slumber ; And could wake ever with a brooding eye To gaze upon't ! it did endure the touch, I saw, and felt it. Yet what I beheld And handled oft, did so transcend belief (My wonder and astonishment pass'd o'er) I faintly could give credit to my senses. Thou dumb magician, (To the Key.) That without a charm Didst make my entrance easy, to possess What wise men wish and toil for. Hermes...

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