Irish Monthly Magazine, Հատոր 8

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1880

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Common terms and phrases

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Էջ 286 - No, my noble lord, It is not for you : I have heard it over, And it is nothing, nothing in the world ; Unless you can find sport in their intents, Extremely stretch'd, and conn'd with cruel pain, To do you service. The. I will hear that play ; For never anything can be amiss When simpleness and duty tender it.
Էջ 218 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Էջ 529 - No me tienes que dar porque te quiera, pues aunque lo que espero no esperara, lo mismo que te quiero te quisiera.
Էջ 606 - In my Father's house are many mansions ; I go to prepare a place for you, and I will come again and receive you unto myself, that where I am there ye may be also.
Էջ 514 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Էջ 85 - But the sensual man perceiveth not these things that are of the Spirit of God ; for it is foolishness to him, and he cannot understand, because it is spiritually examined.
Էջ 300 - It is better to go to the house of mourning than to the house of feasting ; for that is the end of all men, and the living will lay it to his heart.
Էջ 502 - MOTHER ! whose virgin bosom was uncrost With the least shade of thought to sin allied ; Woman ! above all women glorified, Our tainted nature's solitary boast ; Purer than foam on central Ocean tost ; Brighter than eastern skies at daybreak strewn With fancied roses, than the unblemished moon Before her wane begins on heaven's blue coast ; Thy Image falls to earth. Yet some, I ween, Not unforgiven the suppliant knee might bend, As to a visible Power, in which did blend All that was mixed and reconciled...
Էջ 349 - It suffices me only to have remarked here, that perception is the first operation of all our intellectual faculties, and the inlet of all knowledge in our minds...
Էջ 279 - Oh! my friend, I think sometimes, could I recall the days that are past, which among them should I choose? not those 'merrier days,' not the 'pleasant days of hope...

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