Letters on the English Nation, Հատոր 21755 |
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... truth of this feems to be confirmed by observations on mankind every where . Tyrants have generally fhewn the strongest felf - love of all others ; in avarice fometimes , at others , in plundering for the fake of profufion on them ...
... truth of this feems to be confirmed by observations on mankind every where . Tyrants have generally fhewn the strongest felf - love of all others ; in avarice fometimes , at others , in plundering for the fake of profufion on them ...
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... truth , as well as that of fashion , and thence the feeble condition of the human mind , as it is generally found to exist in moft beings of our fpecies . The fy- ftem of Ptolomy , and the natural history of Ari- stotle and Pliny , were ...
... truth , as well as that of fashion , and thence the feeble condition of the human mind , as it is generally found to exist in moft beings of our fpecies . The fy- ftem of Ptolomy , and the natural history of Ari- stotle and Pliny , were ...
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... truth belonging to reafon in man , the refult of numbers excepted , beyond that which is to be found in any other faculty ? IF we should judge from the analogy and experience of past times , we must conclude , there is no fuch thing as ...
... truth belonging to reafon in man , the refult of numbers excepted , beyond that which is to be found in any other faculty ? IF we should judge from the analogy and experience of past times , we must conclude , there is no fuch thing as ...
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... truths which they lay before them : what is not understood by their capacities appears like scheming , nonfenfe , fairy land , or vifion ; and thus the most able heads are prevented from faving their country , whilst fuch fpecious and ...
... truths which they lay before them : what is not understood by their capacities appears like scheming , nonfenfe , fairy land , or vifion ; and thus the most able heads are prevented from faving their country , whilst fuch fpecious and ...
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... truth of what has been faid ; to prove that the English nobility and gentry ruin their being well ferved , by a licentious and mistaken habit of fuffering their fervants to re- ceive money from any other perfon but them- felves . In ...
... truth of what has been faid ; to prove that the English nobility and gentry ruin their being well ferved , by a licentious and mistaken habit of fuffering their fervants to re- ceive money from any other perfon but them- felves . In ...
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Էջ 245 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Էջ 242 - Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore, — Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof; Or, by the worth of mine eternal soul, Thou hadst been better have been born a dog Than answer my wak'd wrath ! lago.
Էջ 241 - I had been happy, if the general camp, Pioneers and all, had tasted her sweet body, So I had nothing known...
Էջ 245 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Էջ 241 - That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, th' ear-piercing fife, The royal banner; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats Th' immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! logo.
Էջ 73 - ... of discovering the perpetual motion. During a period of thirty years, he never went abroad but once, which was when he was obliged to take the oath of allegiance to King George the First ; this was also the only time he changed his shirt and clothes, or shaved himself, during the whole time of his retirement.
Էջ 293 - O, look upon me, sir, And hold your hands in benediction o'er me: No, sir, you must not kneel. Lear. Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Էջ 286 - Train together; Degenerate Viper, I'll not stay with Thee! I yet have left a Daughter. Serpent, Monster! Lessen my Train and call 'em riotous?
Էջ 238 - Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons, Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, But, with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur.
Էջ 294 - Push, push the Battle, and the Day's our own. Their Ranks are broke, down with Albany. Who holds my Hands? O thou deceiving Sleep, I was this very Minute on the Chace; And now a Prisoner here. — What mean the Slaves? You will not murder me? CORD. Help, Earth and Heaven! For your Souls sake, dear Sirs, and for the Gods.