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... rise ; " And bad me come near and buy some spice ; Pepper and saffron they gan me bede ; But for lack of money I might not speed . Then I hied me unto East - chepe ; 30 One cries ribs of beef , and many a pie ; Pewter pots they ...
... rise ; " And bad me come near and buy some spice ; Pepper and saffron they gan me bede ; But for lack of money I might not speed . Then I hied me unto East - chepe ; 30 One cries ribs of beef , and many a pie ; Pewter pots they ...
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... rise up to grieve . Thou sitt'st at home safe by thy quiet fire , And hear'st of others ' harms , but fearest none ; And there thou tell'st of kings , and who aspire , Who fall , who rise , who triumph , who do moan . 15. Secure , free ...
... rise up to grieve . Thou sitt'st at home safe by thy quiet fire , And hear'st of others ' harms , but fearest none ; And there thou tell'st of kings , and who aspire , Who fall , who rise , who triumph , who do moan . 15. Secure , free ...
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... rise , rise again , and make Perpetual day or let this hour be but A year , a month , a week , a natural day , That Faustus may repent and save his soul . 10 O lente lente currite noctis equi . The stars move still , time runs , the ...
... rise , rise again , and make Perpetual day or let this hour be but A year , a month , a week , a natural day , That Faustus may repent and save his soul . 10 O lente lente currite noctis equi . The stars move still , time runs , the ...
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... rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd it . Mark but my fall , and that that ruin'd me . 50 Cromwell , I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then , The image of his Maker ...
... rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd it . Mark but my fall , and that that ruin'd me . 50 Cromwell , I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then , The image of his Maker ...
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... rise and mutiny . 36. Yesterday , O. E. gyrstandæg , Goth . gistra , Ger . gestern , Lat . hesternus . 40. Mutiny , fr . O. Fr. meute , th . fr . old partic . movitus ( motus ) of Lat . movere . SPECS . ENG . LIT. 42. Griefs : this word ...
... rise and mutiny . 36. Yesterday , O. E. gyrstandæg , Goth . gistra , Ger . gestern , Lat . hesternus . 40. Mutiny , fr . O. Fr. meute , th . fr . old partic . movitus ( motus ) of Lat . movere . SPECS . ENG . LIT. 42. Griefs : this word ...
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Сторінка 70 - Read not to contradict and confute; nor to believe and take for granted; nor to find talk and discourse; but to weigh and consider. Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Сторінка 192 - I'm weary of conjectures : — this must end them. [Laying his hand on his sword. Thus am I doubly armed : my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me. This in a moment brings me to an end; But this informs me I shall never die. The soul, secured in her existence, smiles At the drawn dagger, and defies its point. The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The...
Сторінка 238 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death?
Сторінка 290 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Сторінка 294 - What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Сторінка 87 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more : Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing- so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears. Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood...
Сторінка 217 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it. I hope it is no very cynical asperity not to confess obligations where no benefit has been received, or to be unwilling that the public should consider me as owing that to a patron, which Providence has enabled me to do for myself.
Сторінка 302 - In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee!
Сторінка 98 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Сторінка 254 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent Lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er ! Such fate to suffering worth is...