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able action active affection appear attention avoid beauty become better bless body called cause CHAPTER character common conduct consider contains continually correct dangers desire distress duty earth employed English enjoy errors esteem evil examples Exercises expected favour feel gain give governed hand happiness heart honour hope human important improved indicative mood instruction interest Italy kind king knowledge labours language laws learned less light live look lost manners means mind nature never notes object observations occasion opinions ourselves passions peace persons pleasure possess present principles produce proper reason receive religion respect reward riches RULE sense sentences soon speak studies success temper things thou thought true truth unless verb vice virtue Volume whole wise wish write young youth
Сторінка 410 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit constant pay receives, Is...
Сторінка 189 - Father of light and life, thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure; Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
Сторінка 412 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew.
Сторінка 49 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Сторінка 439 - Boast not thyself of to-morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
Сторінка 50 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Сторінка 48 - All fame is foreign but of true desert, Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart : One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas : And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels Than Caesar with a senate at his heels. In parts superior what advantage lies ? Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise ? 'Tis but to know how little can be known, To see all others...
Сторінка 47 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.