English Lands, Letters and Kings, vol. 3: Queen Anne and the Georges

An Irish Bishop, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3 A Scholar, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9 Two Doctors, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ....

We open in this book upon times--belonging to the earlier quarter of the eighteenth century--when, upon the Continent of Europe, Peter the Great was stamping out sites for citie...

The name of Dean Berkeley--an acute and kindly philosopher--engaged our attention in the last chapter. So did that ripe scholar and master of Trinity, Richard Bentley;[1] then c...

It was a little after the middle of the last century that our story opens again. George II., whose virtues and vices were clock-like in their regularities, was on the throne; Qu...

We parted company, in our last chapter, with Dr. Johnson, of whose work and career every educated person should know; we parted company also, with that more lovable, though less...

I have spoken within the last few pages of David Hume--philosopher and historian; he was kindly natured, witty, serene, with a capacity for large and enduring friendships; yet w...

We had sight of George III. in our last chapter, and we shall catch sight of him again from time to time; for he was a persistent lingerer, and a most obstinate liver. We had gl...

Beyond Dunkeld--which is the southern gateway of the Scottish Highlands--there stretches a great wood, within the domain of the Duke of Athole, where one can wander for miles; t...

We have still in our mind's eye, and very pleasantly, that quaint old clergyman of Hampshire, who wrote about the daws, and the swallows, and the fern-owl, in a way that has kep...