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... hope for impunity , and the flight of the wicked , the licentious , and the idle , soon purified the city and territory of Rome . In this time ( says the historian ) the woods began to rejoice that they were no longer infested with ...
... hope for impunity , and the flight of the wicked , the licentious , and the idle , soon purified the city and territory of Rome . In this time ( says the historian ) the woods began to rejoice that they were no longer infested with ...
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... hope and fear ; and prudence , which could not have erected , did not . presume to fortify , his throne . In the blaze of prosperity his virtues were insensibly tinctured with the adjacent vices ; justice with cruelty , liberality with ...
... hope and fear ; and prudence , which could not have erected , did not . presume to fortify , his throne . In the blaze of prosperity his virtues were insensibly tinctured with the adjacent vices ; justice with cruelty , liberality with ...
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... hope of subverting a power which was no longer so deeply rooted in the public confidence . The old ani- mosity of the Colonna and Ursini was suspended for a moment by their common disgrace : they associated their wishes , and perhaps ...
... hope of subverting a power which was no longer so deeply rooted in the public confidence . The old ani- mosity of the Colonna and Ursini was suspended for a moment by their common disgrace : they associated their wishes , and perhaps ...
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... , was completed by the agony of the deplorable parent , of the veteran chief , who had survived the hope and fortune of his house . The vision and prophecies of St. Martin and Pope Boniface had been used by the tribune to RIENZI . 11.
... , was completed by the agony of the deplorable parent , of the veteran chief , who had survived the hope and fortune of his house . The vision and prophecies of St. Martin and Pope Boniface had been used by the tribune to RIENZI . 11.
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... hope better of all these supposed sects and schisms , and that we shall not need that soli- citude , honest perhaps , though over timorous , of them that vex in this behalf ; but shall laugh in the end at those malicious applauders of ...
... hope better of all these supposed sects and schisms , and that we shall not need that soli- citude , honest perhaps , though over timorous , of them that vex in this behalf ; but shall laugh in the end at those malicious applauders of ...
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Сторінка 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Сторінка 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Сторінка 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Сторінка 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Сторінка 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Сторінка 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Сторінка 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Сторінка 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Сторінка 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Сторінка 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!