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Сторінка 98 - The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish Cut with her golden oars the silver stream, And greedily devour the treacherous bait...
Сторінка 105 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb 1020 Higher than the sphery chime ; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Сторінка 105 - But now my task is smoothly done: I can fly, or I can run, Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bowed welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon.
Сторінка 90 - There while they acted and overacted, among other young scholars, I was a spectator ; they thought themselves gallant men, and I thought them • fools ; they made sport, and I laughed ; they mispronounced, and I misliked ; and to make up the atticism, they were out, and I hissed.
Сторінка 224 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low- vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Сторінка 84 - The stage was built close to the upper end of the Hall, as it seemed at the first sight. But indeed it was but a false wall fair painted and adorned with stately pillars, which pillars would turn about, by reason whereof, with the help of other painted cloths, their stage did vary three times in the acting of one Tragedy.
Сторінка 10 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!