The Ladies Monitor: A Poem

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Bill Blake & Company, 1818 - 180
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Strona 159 - Be it not done in pride, or in presumption. Some say, no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart fairy of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Strona ii - BBOWN, of the said district, hath deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as author, in the words following, to wit : " Sertorius : or, the Roman Patriot.
Strona 141 - Us happy, and without love no happiness. Whatever pure thou in the body enjoy'st (And pure thou wert created,) we enjoy In eminence, and obstacle find none Of membrane, joint, or limb, exclusive bars. Easier than air with air, if spirits embrace, Total they mix, union of pure with pure Desiring; nor restrain'd conveyance need, As- flesh to mix with flesh, or soul with soul.
Strona 134 - I have always remarked," says he, " that women in all countries are civil and obliging, tender and humane : that they are ever inclined to be gay and cheerful, timorous and modest ; and that they do not hesitate, like men, to perform a generous action. Not haughty, nor arrogant, nor supercilious...
Strona 135 - Tartar, if hungry, dry, cold, wet, or sick, woman has ever been friendly to me, and uniformly so ; and to add to this virtue, so worthy of the appellation of benevolence, these actions have been performed in so free and so kind a manner, that if I was dry I drank the sweet draught, and if hungry ate the coarse morsel, with a double relish.
Strona 146 - What though no credit doubting wits may give? The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky: These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the Ring.
Strona 87 - Would you your son should be a sot or dunce, Lascivious, headstrong, or all these at once ; That in good time the stripling's finish'd taste For loose expense and fashionable waste Should prove your ruin, and his own at last ; Train him in public with a mob of boys, Childish in mischief only and in noise, Else of a mannish growth, and five in ten In infidelity and lewdness men.
Strona 154 - They return, in the evening, without any burden : we return, with the burden of our children ; and, though tired with a long march, are not permitted to sleep ; but must labour the whole night, in grinding maize to make chica for them. They get drunk ; and, in their drunkenness, beat us, draw us by the hair of the head, and tread us under foot. And what have we to comfort us for slavery that...
Strona 92 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
Strona 71 - Humour can prevail, When Airs, and Flights, and Screams, and Scolding fail. Beauties in vain their pretty Eyes may roll ; Charms strike the Sight, but Merit wins the Soul.

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