Essays: On the Following Subjects: Celibacy, Wedlock, Seduction, Pride, Duelling, Self-murder, Lying, Detraction, Avarice, Justice, Generosity, Temperance, Excess, DeathSmart and Cowslade, 1806 - 190 |
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... better govern them . Philosophers who have written on these subjects are so divided in opinion , that reason hath not been able to reconcile their difference . Some of them have been satisfied with describing passions to us ; but in ...
... better govern them . Philosophers who have written on these subjects are so divided in opinion , that reason hath not been able to reconcile their difference . Some of them have been satisfied with describing passions to us ; but in ...
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... better spi- rits " If any one shall say , that the state of matrimony is to be preferred before the state of virginity or celibacy ; and that it is better and more happy to marry than to continue in virginity and celibacy ; Let him be ...
... better spi- rits " If any one shall say , that the state of matrimony is to be preferred before the state of virginity or celibacy ; and that it is better and more happy to marry than to continue in virginity and celibacy ; Let him be ...
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... A miser would not thus abuse his gold ! A better plan of ascertaining the real quali- ties of the mind , especially those more impor- F tant tant considerations of suavity of disposition and integrity of principle 33.
... A miser would not thus abuse his gold ! A better plan of ascertaining the real quali- ties of the mind , especially those more impor- F tant tant considerations of suavity of disposition and integrity of principle 33.
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... better drilled for the ceremonies of that office ; while the bridegroom , alas ! in the midst of affected gaiety , of nuptial equipments , and comforted by the cheerful attendance of his friends , has not unfrequently betrayed more ...
... better drilled for the ceremonies of that office ; while the bridegroom , alas ! in the midst of affected gaiety , of nuptial equipments , and comforted by the cheerful attendance of his friends , has not unfrequently betrayed more ...
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... suitable taxation on these writings might operate as a very salutary check to their daily inundations ; the in- Vide Fordyce's Sermons to Young Women , terests terests of virtue would hence be better secured , while 58.
... suitable taxation on these writings might operate as a very salutary check to their daily inundations ; the in- Vide Fordyce's Sermons to Young Women , terests terests of virtue would hence be better secured , while 58.
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Essays: On the Following Subjects: Celibacy, Wedlock, Seduction, Pride ... Edward Barry Podgląd niedostępny - 2018 |
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affront allowed ancient Athenian Athens avarice better blood body cation cause Celibacy character chastity Christian commanded committed conscience considered contempt Council of Trent courage crime death desire disease dismal divine drachms dreadful drinking dropsies drunk drunkenness duel duelling duty effects enemies Epicureans ESSAY evil excess exposed falsehood fear feel fleep fortune friends gibbets give gouts guilty habit happiness heart hence honour human injurious instances Jews justice justly King live Lord Lycurgus mankind manner marriage married matrimony mind misery Montesquieu moral murdered nature never oaths obliged observed occa occasions parents passion person Plato Plutarch Polygamy pride principle Puffendorf punishment reason revenge Romans sacred salutary says scurvy seduction SELF-MURDER sentiments sions slander sober society Solon soul spect spirit suicide tears tell temperance thing thou thought tion truth usually valour vice Vide virtue VITAL spark Wedlock wise woman women writer
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Strona 113 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die: to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Strona 189 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. . What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul!
Strona 92 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Strona 190 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death ! where is thy sting ? The Universal Prayer FATHER of all!
Strona 172 - Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Strona 132 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Strona 171 - God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
Strona 92 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Strona 47 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die : like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.
Strona 151 - HEAVEN eternal fountain of our feelings! 'tis here I trace thee and this is thy divinity which stirs within me not that, in some sad and sickening moments, my soul shrinks back upon herself, and startles at destruction mere pomp of words!