The Speaker: Or Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers, and Disposed Under Proper Heads, with a View to Facilitate the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking, to which are Prefixed Two Essays: I. On Elocution. II. On Reading Works of TasteWilliam Enfield Stereotyped by Andrew Wilson, 1823 - 346 стор. |
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... fool who fancied he played upon the organ , when he only blew the bellows . Though a man may become learned by another's learn- ing , he never can be wise but by his own wisdom . He who wants good sense is unhappy in having learning ...
... fool who fancied he played upon the organ , when he only blew the bellows . Though a man may become learned by another's learn- ing , he never can be wise but by his own wisdom . He who wants good sense is unhappy in having learning ...
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... fool , but a coxcomb is always of his own making . It is the infirmity of little minds , to be taken with every appearance , and dazzled with every thing that sparkles : great minds have but little admiration , because few things appear ...
... fool , but a coxcomb is always of his own making . It is the infirmity of little minds , to be taken with every appearance , and dazzled with every thing that sparkles : great minds have but little admiration , because few things appear ...
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... fool is this fellow , says a man upon the road , to be trudging it on foot with his son , that his ass may go light ! The old man , hearing this , set his boy upon the ass , and went whistling by the side of him . Why , sirrah ! cries a ...
... fool is this fellow , says a man upon the road , to be trudging it on foot with his son , that his ass may go light ! The old man , hearing this , set his boy upon the ass , and went whistling by the side of him . Why , sirrah ! cries a ...
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... fool your mouth will stop ; " Sir , if my judgment you'll allow- " I've seen and sure I ought to know " . So begs you'd pay a due submission , And acquiesce in his decision . + Two travellers of such a cast , As o'er Arabia's wilds they ...
... fool your mouth will stop ; " Sir , if my judgment you'll allow- " I've seen and sure I ought to know " . So begs you'd pay a due submission , And acquiesce in his decision . + Two travellers of such a cast , As o'er Arabia's wilds they ...
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... fool that uses it . SHAKSPEARE . CHAP . XII . THE PRESENT CONDITION OF MAN VINDICATED . HEAV'N from all creatures hides the book of Fate , All but the page prescrib'd , their present state ; From brutes what men , from men what spirits ...
... fool that uses it . SHAKSPEARE . CHAP . XII . THE PRESENT CONDITION OF MAN VINDICATED . HEAV'N from all creatures hides the book of Fate , All but the page prescrib'd , their present state ; From brutes what men , from men what spirits ...
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The Speaker: Or, Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English ... William Enfield Повний перегляд - 1782 |
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Сторінка 325 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die : to sleep...
Сторінка 217 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands, that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or wak'd to ecstasy the living lyre.
Сторінка 311 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Сторінка 316 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Сторінка 305 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Сторінка 150 - Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse: We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call'd the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd, And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
Сторінка 297 - No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Сторінка 323 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Сторінка 184 - As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me, A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone.
Сторінка 334 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy ! Thus long ago, Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage or kindle soft desire.