Laconics: Or, The Best Words of the Best Authors, Том 3Carey, Lea, & Carey, 1829 |
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... passion , as that the mind hath a free desire to do well , the in- ward light each mind hath in itself is as good as a philosopher's book ; since in nature we know that it is well to do well , and what is good , and what is evil ...
... passion , as that the mind hath a free desire to do well , the in- ward light each mind hath in itself is as good as a philosopher's book ; since in nature we know that it is well to do well , and what is good , and what is evil ...
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... passion move , To live with thee , and be thy love . But fading flowers in every field , To winter floods their treasures yield ; A honey'd tongue , a heart of gall , Is fancy's spring , but sorrow's fall . Sir W Raleigh - Answer to ...
... passion move , To live with thee , and be thy love . But fading flowers in every field , To winter floods their treasures yield ; A honey'd tongue , a heart of gall , Is fancy's spring , but sorrow's fall . Sir W Raleigh - Answer to ...
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... passion , and the surest symptom of a sordid and sickly mind . - Charron . L. Noble hearted seamen are Those that do no labour spare , Nor no danger shun or fear , To do their country pleasure . In loyalty they do abound , Nothing base ...
... passion , and the surest symptom of a sordid and sickly mind . - Charron . L. Noble hearted seamen are Those that do no labour spare , Nor no danger shun or fear , To do their country pleasure . In loyalty they do abound , Nothing base ...
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... passion that accompanies the mind of man ; it effects nothing it goes about ; and hurts the man who is possessed by it more than any other against whom it is directed . - Clarendon . XCV . I envy not such graves as take up room , Merely ...
... passion that accompanies the mind of man ; it effects nothing it goes about ; and hurts the man who is possessed by it more than any other against whom it is directed . - Clarendon . XCV . I envy not such graves as take up room , Merely ...
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... passion of love is no more to be understood by some tempers , than a problem . in a science by an igno- rant man.- -Tatler . CXXXIX . Forasmuch as to understand and to be mighty , are great qualities ; the higher that they be , they are ...
... passion of love is no more to be understood by some tempers , than a problem . in a science by an igno- rant man.- -Tatler . CXXXIX . Forasmuch as to understand and to be mighty , are great qualities ; the higher that they be , they are ...
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Сторінка 300 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Сторінка 15 - Your representative owes you, not his industry only, but his judgment; and he betrays, instead of serving you, if he sacrifices it to your opinion.
Сторінка 112 - But he cometh to you with words set in delightful proportion, either accompanied with, or prepared for, the well-enchanting skill of music; and with a tale, forsooth, he cometh unto you, with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney-corner...
Сторінка 288 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Сторінка 89 - While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe, And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience; Too little payment for so great a debt. Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such, a woman oweth to her husband...
Сторінка 284 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it and approve it with a text...
Сторінка 252 - 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 244 - Hail, wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else! By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother, first were known.
Сторінка 243 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew: fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Сторінка 98 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.