 | 1807 - 218 páginas
...EXTEMPORANEOUS MOCK PARODY. [BY DR. JOHNSON.] HERMIT hoar, in solemn cell, Wearing out life's evening grey, Strike thy bosom, sage, and tell, What is bliss, and which the way? Thus I spoke, and speaking srghM, Scarce repress'd the falling tear; When the hoary sage reply 'J, Come, my lad, and drink some... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1807 - 238 páginas
...make out the stanza: * ™ Hermit hoar, in solemn cell, " Wearing out life's evening gray; " Smite thy bosom, sage, and tell, " What is bliss? and which the way?" BOSWELL. " But why smite his bosom, Sir?" JOHNSON. " Why to shew he was in earnest." (smiling). Johnson... | |
 | Panorama - 1809 - 368 páginas
...resist relief. IMITATION OF *«'S STYLE. HERMIT hoar, in solemn cell, Wearing out life's evening grey, Strike thy bosom, sage, and tell, What is bliss, and which the way. Thus I spofce, and speaking sigh'd, Scarce repress'd the starting tear, When the hoary sage reply'd, ', Come,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 656 páginas
...HERMIT boar, in solemn coll Wearing out life's evening grey. Strike thy bosom, sage, and tell Whatis bliss, and which the way. Thus I spoke, and speaking sigh'd, Scarce repress'd the stnrting tear, When the hoary sage reply'd, " Come, my lad, and drink tome beer." BVRLESQVB OF Till... | |
 | William Mudford - 1812 - 412 páginas
...all the world calls honest, by your hopes, Come to the camp." Such a pompous exordium leading to such a lame and impotent conclusion (like the stately palaces...the way ? Thus I spoke, and speaking sigh'd, Scarce rcpress'd the starting tear : When the hoary sage replied, Come my lad and drink some beer." The witty... | |
 | James Boswell - 1816 - 500 páginas
...we'll make out the stanza : " Hermit hoar, in solemn cell, ' Wearing out life's evening gray : * Smite thy bosom, sage, and tell, * What is bliss ? and which the way ? " BOSWELL. " But why smite his bosom, Sir !" JOHNSON. "Why to shew he was in earnest," (smiling).... | |
 | James Boswell - 1820 - 520 páginas
...we'll make out the stanza: " Hermit hoar, in solemn cell, " Wearing out life's evening gray : " Smite thy bosom, sage, and tell, " What is bliss ? and which the way ? BOSWELL. " But why smite his bosom, Sir?'' JOHNSON. " Why to shew he was in earnest," (smiling.)—... | |
 | James Boswell - 1820 - 550 páginas
...we'll make out the stanza : " Hermit boar, in solemn cell, Wearing out life's evening gray : Smite thy bosom, sage, and tell, What is bliss ? and which the way •" Boswell. Buf why smite his bosom, Sir 1 Johnson. Why to shew be was in earnest, (smiling.)—... | |
 | James Boswell - 1821 - 378 páginas
...we'll make out the stanza : . ' Hermit hoar, in solemn cell, Wearing out life's evening gray : Smite thy bosom, sage, and tell, What is bliss ? and which the way ?' " BOSWELL. " But why smite his bosom, sir?" JOHNSON. " Why to shew he was in earnest," (smiling).—... | |
 | James Boswell - 1822 - 458 páginas
...we'll make out the stanza: ' Hermit hoar, in solemn cell, ' Wearing out life's evening gray : ' Smite thy bosom, sage, and tell, ' What is bliss ? and which the way ? ' " BOSWELL. " But why smite his bosom, Sir 1 " JOHNSON. " Why to shew he was in earnest," (smiling.)—... | |
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Hermit hoar, in solemn cell, Wearing out life's evening gray; Smite thy bosom, sage, and tell, What is bliss? and which the way?" BOSWELL: "But why smite his bosom, Sir?" JOHNSON: "Why, to shew he was in earnest 
