Truths illustrated by great authors [ed. by W. White].1885 - 560 էջ |
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... You may fail to shine , in the opinion of others , both in your Conversation and Actions , from being supe rior , as well as inferior , to them . BE Apprehension . Burke . - ETTER to be despised OR , THINGS NEW AND OLD . 13.
... You may fail to shine , in the opinion of others , both in your Conversation and Actions , from being supe rior , as well as inferior , to them . BE Apprehension . Burke . - ETTER to be despised OR , THINGS NEW AND OLD . 13.
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... conversation . There are some very just and well - expressed observations on this point in Johnson's Life of Dryden , who was said not at all to answer in this respect the Character of his Genius . I have observed that vulgar readers ...
... conversation . There are some very just and well - expressed observations on this point in Johnson's Life of Dryden , who was said not at all to answer in this respect the Character of his Genius . I have observed that vulgar readers ...
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... conversation , where the Mind shines as it were through its casket , where , in the language of the Poet , " the eloquent blood spoke in her Cheeks , and so distinctly wrought , that we might almost say her Body thought . " An order and ...
... conversation , where the Mind shines as it were through its casket , where , in the language of the Poet , " the eloquent blood spoke in her Cheeks , and so distinctly wrought , that we might almost say her Body thought . " An order and ...
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... Conversation is never so much straitened and confined as in numerous assemblies . Conversation . Colton . WHEN we are in the Company of sensible men we ought to be doubly cautious of talking too much , lest we lose two good things ...
... Conversation is never so much straitened and confined as in numerous assemblies . Conversation . Colton . WHEN we are in the Company of sensible men we ought to be doubly cautious of talking too much , lest we lose two good things ...
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... Conversation is cruel , and the comparison which naturally arises in them betwixt their condition and yours is excruciating . A Conversation . · La Bruyère . - MONGST such as out of Cunning hear all and talk little , be sure to talk ...
... Conversation is cruel , and the comparison which naturally arises in them betwixt their condition and yours is excruciating . A Conversation . · La Bruyère . - MONGST such as out of Cunning hear all and talk little , be sure to talk ...
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Էջ 104 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Էջ 356 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes, Tis mightiest in the mightiest, it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown. His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings: But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice...
Էջ 140 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Էջ 377 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The...
Էջ 444 - Dark-heaving ; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity, the throne Of the invisible, — even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Էջ 205 - That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery, That aptly is put on.
Էջ 35 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Էջ 438 - IX. 0 how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! X.
Էջ 467 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Էջ 199 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.