http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification 720 http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/search?docsPerPage%3D100;f18-date%3D1798%3A%3A04%3A%3A14 Results for your query: docsPerPage=100;f18-date=1798::04::14 Wed, 14 Jan 2009 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-04320.xml WHAT a series of calamities is the thread of human existence? I have heard of men who, though free themselves from any uncommon distress, were driven to suicide by reflecting on the misery of others. They employed their imagination in running over the catalogue of human woes, and were so affected by the spectacle, that they willingly resorted to death to shut it from their view. No doubt their minds were consti- tuted after a singular manner. We are generally prone, when objects chance to present to us their gloomy side, to change their position, till we hit upon the brightest of its aspects. http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-04320.xml Tue, 14 Apr 1970 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-04323.xml A CORRESPONDENT in your last number has enquired into the usefulness of theatres. The question has often been discussed, but, perhaps, never in a manner perfectly satisfac- tory. Subjects of this kind are very complex, and the foundation of our reasonings lies much deeper than is commonly supposed. The question may be stated in the compass of a page, but could not be thoroughly discussed in less than a volume. http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-04323.xml Tue, 14 Apr 1970 12:00:00 GMT http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-04326.xml “LET us turn down this avenue,” said I to Matilda, as we were the other day, walking in the State-House yard. “It is true, the foliage has not yet sufficiently expanded to shield us from the glare of a noon-day sun. The approach of summer is, as yet, announced only by the swelling of the buds, and the balmy vernal breeze. Yet this situation is more favourable to observation on the busy human scene before us, and we are ourselves more secluded from notice than in the main walk. It is thus I love to sur- vey the world. Whether my views extend to an empire, or are bounded by an acre, I still wish to place my- self, as it were, behind the scene. My youth, my sex, and inexperience, fur- nish my apology for the indulgence of this timidity. I am sensible, times and occasions may occur in which it would be criminal. But they who have still to exert their whole energy to dispel the mist of ignorance and prejudice by which they are enveloped; whose whole attention is requisite to weed from their own minds the seeds of ... http://brockdenbrown.cah.ucf.edu/xtf3/view?docId=1798-04326.xml Tue, 14 Apr 1970 12:00:00 GMT