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... Cicero acknowledged left no impression when they ceased to sound in his ear ; —but by the word of him whose actions , doctrines , death , and resurrection proved him a God - proved him worthy of implicit trust , and of that religion ...
... Cicero acknowledged left no impression when they ceased to sound in his ear ; —but by the word of him whose actions , doctrines , death , and resurrection proved him a God - proved him worthy of implicit trust , and of that religion ...
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... Cicero reading , with astonishment , the Duchess of Marlborough's will , and legacy of 10,000l . to Mr. Pitt , and seeming to say , " We never got any thing like this by our eloquence . " In closing this book , we cannot but remark on ...
... Cicero reading , with astonishment , the Duchess of Marlborough's will , and legacy of 10,000l . to Mr. Pitt , and seeming to say , " We never got any thing like this by our eloquence . " In closing this book , we cannot but remark on ...
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... Cicero would have been quite thrown away on ' the crabbed mind of Thomas à Kempis or Duns Scotus : they would have yielded to no reasons that were not ex- pressed in the form of a syllogism . The stamping with the foot , the tearing of ...
... Cicero would have been quite thrown away on ' the crabbed mind of Thomas à Kempis or Duns Scotus : they would have yielded to no reasons that were not ex- pressed in the form of a syllogism . The stamping with the foot , the tearing of ...
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... of his opportunities . Of Cicero's finest compositions many were never spoken : to others it appears from his epistles , he has made large additions and alterations . In his dialogue on Old Age , ON ANCIENT AND MODERN ELOQUENCE . 257.
... of his opportunities . Of Cicero's finest compositions many were never spoken : to others it appears from his epistles , he has made large additions and alterations . In his dialogue on Old Age , ON ANCIENT AND MODERN ELOQUENCE . 257.
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... Cicero produced an im- pression on the minds of their hearers , which we should look for in vain from the most powerful efforts of modern eloquence . In ancient times , the fate of empires and the destiny of states often hung on the ...
... Cicero produced an im- pression on the minds of their hearers , which we should look for in vain from the most powerful efforts of modern eloquence . In ancient times , the fate of empires and the destiny of states often hung on the ...
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Сторінка 407 - I went to the windows in quest of something to amuse the eye ; but it seemed as if I had been placed completely out of the reach of all amusement. The windows of my bed-room looked out among tiled roofs and stacks of chimneys, while those of my sitting-room commanded a full view of the stable-yard. I know of nothing more calculated to make a man sick of this world than a stable-yard on a rainy day.
Сторінка 407 - It was a rainy Sunday in the gloomy month of November. I had been detained, in the course of a journey, by a slight indisposition, from which I was recovering; but was still feverish, and obliged to keep within doors all day, in an inn of the small town of Derby. A wet Sunday in a country inn! — whoever has had the luck to experience one can alone judge of my situation.
Сторінка 413 - ... stranger had evidently but just retired. — I turned off, sorely disappointed, to my room, which had been changed to the front of the house. As I went along the corridor, I saw a large pair of boots, with dirty, waxed tops, standing at the door of a bedchamber. They doubtless belonged to the unknown ; but it would not do to disturb so redoubtable a personage in his den ; he might discharge a pistol or something worse at my head.
Сторінка 414 - It argues, I think, a sweet and generous nature, to have this strong relish for the beauties of vegetation, and this friendship for the hardy and glorious sons of the forest. There is a grandeur of thought connected with this part of riral economy.
Сторінка 411 - ... such indignation. He must be a middle-aged man, and confounded ugly into the bargain, or the girl would not have taken the matter in such terrible dudgeon. I confess I was sorely puzzled. In a few minutes I heard the voice of my landlady. I caught a glance of her as she came tramping up stairs; her face glowing, her cap flaring, her tongue wagging the whole way.
Сторінка 409 - I was dreadfully hipped. The hours seemed as if they would never creep by. The very ticking of the clock became irksome. At length the stillness of the house was interrupted by the ringing of a bell. Shortly after I heard the voice of a waiter at the bar : " The stout gentleman in No. 13, wants his breakfast. Tea and bread and butter, with ham and eggs ; the eggs not to be too much done.
Сторінка 410 - When there was another ringing. Shortly afterwards there was a stir and an inquest about the house. The stout gentleman wanted the Times or the Chronicle newspaper. I set him down, therefore, for a Whig ; or rather, from his being so absolute and lordly where he had a chance, I suspected him of being a Radical. Hunt, I had heard, was a large map ; " who knows," thought I, "but it is Hunt himself!
Сторінка 408 - Boots, all slunk back again to their holes; the street again became silent, and the rain continued to rain on. In fact, there was no hope of its clearing up; the barometer pointed to rainy weather; mine...