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Strona 56 - ... once from the romantic pride of his virtue. He then seeks the company of the dissipated and gay ; and ruins his health and fortune, without regaining his tranquillity. When in gaol, and miserable, he is relieved by an unknown hand ; and traces the benefaction to the friend whose former kindness he had so ill repaid. This humiliation falls upon his proud spirit and shattered nerves with an overwhelming force ; and his reason fails beneath it. He is for some time a raving maniac ; and then falls...
Strona 95 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Strona 95 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! guilty!
Strona 197 - I have liv'd long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends...
Strona 27 - Twas open spread, to catch the morning sun, And they had now their early meal begun, When two brown boys just left their grassy seat, The early Trav'Uer with their prayers to greet : While yet Orlando held his pence...
Strona 116 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
Strona 180 - ' Dead ! ' said the startled lady ; ' Yes, he fell Close at the door where he was wont to dwell ; There his sole friend, the ass, was standing by, Half dead himself, to see his master die.
Strona 22 - ... around, And what is seen is all on fairy ground ; Again they sicken, and on every view Cast their own dull and melancholy hue ; Or, if absorb'd by their peculiar cares, The vacant eye on viewless matter glares, Our feelings still upon our views attend, And their own natures to the objects lend ; Sorrow and joy are in their influence sure., Long as the passion reigns th...
Strona 103 - Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din : Whatever creed be taught or land be trod, Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
Strona 207 - Foundery would only make a stop and lift up their hands, turn up the whites of their eyes, shake their heads, groan, and pass on. Many would call in and take me aside, and after making rueful faces, address me with, " Oh, brother Lackington ! I am very sorry to find that you who began in the spirit are now like to end in the flesh. Pray, brother, do remember Lot's wife.