Among My Books: First [-second] series, Том 1Houghton, Mifflin, 1898 - 380 стор. |
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... thing pos terity is seldom wont to do . On the losing side in poli- tics , it is true of his polemical writings as of Burke's , — whom in many respects he resembles , and especially in that supreme quality of a reasoner , that his mind ...
... thing pos terity is seldom wont to do . On the losing side in poli- tics , it is true of his polemical writings as of Burke's , — whom in many respects he resembles , and especially in that supreme quality of a reasoner , that his mind ...
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... things as they might be , is schooled by circumstances to see them as people say they are , to read God in a prose ... thing to that , a thorough faith in himself . He was , moreover , a man of singularly open soul , and of a temper ...
... things as they might be , is schooled by circumstances to see them as people say they are , to read God in a prose ... thing to that , a thorough faith in himself . He was , moreover , a man of singularly open soul , and of a temper ...
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... thing not to be reasoned about , ineffable , divine ; if con- trary to the rules , so much the worse for them . It may be conjectured that Dryden's Puritan associations may have stood in the way of his more properly poetic cul- ture ...
... thing not to be reasoned about , ineffable , divine ; if con- trary to the rules , so much the worse for them . It may be conjectured that Dryden's Puritan associations may have stood in the way of his more properly poetic cul- ture ...
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... thing ! no more That Man ! O human glory ! vain ! O death ! O wings ! O worthless world ! O transitory things ! Yet dwelt that greatness in his shape decayed That still , though dead , greater than Death he laid , And , in his altered ...
... thing ! no more That Man ! O human glory ! vain ! O death ! O wings ! O worthless world ! O transitory things ! Yet dwelt that greatness in his shape decayed That still , though dead , greater than Death he laid , And , in his altered ...
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... thing , The soul , is packing up , and just on wing Like parting swallows when they seek the spring , " where the last sweet verse curiously illustrates that in- equality ( poetry on a prose background ) which so often puzzles us in ...
... thing , The soul , is packing up , and just on wing Like parting swallows when they seek the spring , " where the last sweet verse curiously illustrates that in- equality ( poetry on a prose background ) which so often puzzles us in ...
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Сторінка 340 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions. I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Сторінка 361 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for not without dust and heat.
Сторінка 238 - It is therefore ordered, That every township in this jurisdiction, after the Lord hath increased them to the number of fifty householders, shall then forthwith appoint one within their town to teach all such children as shall resort to him to write and read...
Сторінка 185 - This castle hath a pleasant seat ; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. BAN. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Сторінка 322 - In bigness to surpass Earth's giant sons. Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numberless...
Сторінка 13 - tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, ' We shall be blest With some new joys,
Сторінка 163 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory. 'Gainst death and all-oblivious...
Сторінка 4 - Till, like the certain wands of Jacob's wit, Their verses tallied. Easy was the task : A thousand handicraftsmen wore the mask Of Poesy. Ill-fated, impious race ! That blasphemed the bright Lyrist to his face, And did not know it, — no, they went about, Holding a poor, decrepit standard out, Marked with most flimsy mottoes, and in large The name of one Boileau...
Сторінка 238 - ... to the end that learning may not be buried in the graves of our forefathers in church and commonwealth, the Lord assisting our endeavors.
Сторінка 262 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed...