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... live . And questionless , if I discharge this duty as I ought , whatever sphere of authority I move in , I am capable of doing a great deal of good , not only by my power but by my influence and example . For common experience teaches ...
... live . And questionless , if I discharge this duty as I ought , whatever sphere of authority I move in , I am capable of doing a great deal of good , not only by my power but by my influence and example . For common experience teaches ...
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... live peaceably with all men , " was one of the primitive injunctions of Christianity , Rom . xii . 18 ; and comprehends not only particular and private men , ( though no doubt all gentle and peaceable nations are most capable of ...
... live peaceably with all men , " was one of the primitive injunctions of Christianity , Rom . xii . 18 ; and comprehends not only particular and private men , ( though no doubt all gentle and peaceable nations are most capable of ...
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... live , and long life be but a pro- longation of death , our life is a sad composition ; we live with death , and die not in a moment . How many pulses made up the life of Methuselah were work for Archimedes : common counters sum up the ...
... live , and long life be but a pro- longation of death , our life is a sad composition ; we live with death , and die not in a moment . How many pulses made up the life of Methuselah were work for Archimedes : common counters sum up the ...
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... live within two Methuselahs of Hector . And therefore , restless inquietude for the diuturnity of our memories unto present considerations seems a vanity almost out of date , and superannuated piece of folly . We cannot hope to live so ...
... live within two Methuselahs of Hector . And therefore , restless inquietude for the diuturnity of our memories unto present considerations seems a vanity almost out of date , and superannuated piece of folly . We cannot hope to live so ...
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... live as long as Agamemnon . Who knows whether the best of men be known , or whether there be not more remarkable persons forgot , than any that stand remembered in the known account of time ? Without the favour of the everlasting ...
... live as long as Agamemnon . Who knows whether the best of men be known , or whether there be not more remarkable persons forgot , than any that stand remembered in the known account of time ? Without the favour of the everlasting ...
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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!