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Strona 45 - For many walk, of whom I have told you often, and now tell you even weeping, that they are the enemies of the cross of Christ : whose end is destruction, whose God is their belly, and whose glory is in their shame, who mind earthly things.
Strona 315 - Saturn will be retrograde, Venus direct, Mercury as unfixed as quicksilver. And a pack of planets will not go as you would have them. For this reason the crabs will go side-long and the rope-makers backward ; the little stools will get upon the benches, and the spits on the racks, and the bands on the hats...
Strona 299 - Ease my mind, and speak my fate. Soul of joy! like Bacchus, we More than India gain by thee. Truths unborn thy juice reveals, Which futurity conceals. Antidote to frauds and lies, Wine, that mounts us to the skies, May thy father Noah's brood Like him drown, but in thy flood.
Strona 219 - We saw a knot of others, about a baker's dozen in number, tippling under an arbour. They toped out of jolly bottomless cups, four sorts of cool, sparkling, pure, delicious vine-tree syrup, which went down like mother's milk ; and healths and bumpers flew about like lightning. We were told that these true philosophers were fairly multiplying the stars, by drinking till the seven were fourteen, as brawny Hercules did with Atlas.