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... nation . Dryden is no more delicate than statesmen and legislators . His dedications are as a rule nauseous . He says to the Duchess of Monmouth : 6 ' To receive the blessings and prayers of mankind , you need only be seen together . We ...
... nation . Dryden is no more delicate than statesmen and legislators . His dedications are as a rule nauseous . He says to the Duchess of Monmouth : 6 ' To receive the blessings and prayers of mankind , you need only be seen together . We ...
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... nation . The poet who in Religio Laici was still an Anglican , though lukewarm and hesitating , drawn on gradually by his absolutist inclinations , had become a convert to Romanism , and in his poem of The Hind and the Panther fought ...
... nation . The poet who in Religio Laici was still an Anglican , though lukewarm and hesitating , drawn on gradually by his absolutist inclinations , had become a convert to Romanism , and in his poem of The Hind and the Panther fought ...
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... nations assembled to look upon the young hero , standing near the throne of his father , his brow surrounded with fogs , the vacant smile of satisfied imbecility floating over his countenance : ' The hoary prince in majesty appear'd ...
... nations assembled to look upon the young hero , standing near the throne of his father , his brow surrounded with fogs , the vacant smile of satisfied imbecility floating over his countenance : ' The hoary prince in majesty appear'd ...
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... nation , as Johnson tells us , appeared to think its honour interested in the issue . Addison furnished him with the arguments of every book , and an essay on the Georgics ; others supplied him with editions and notes ; great lords vied ...
... nation , as Johnson tells us , appeared to think its honour interested in the issue . Addison furnished him with the arguments of every book , and an essay on the Georgics ; others supplied him with editions and notes ; great lords vied ...
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... nation resentfully and mistrustfully con- sidered as the natural enemy of liberty and reason . He had lost the two places which were his support ; he lived wretchedly , burdened with a family , obliged to support his son abroad ...
... nation resentfully and mistrustfully con- sidered as the natural enemy of liberty and reason . He had lost the two places which were his support ; he lived wretchedly , burdened with a family , obliged to support his son abroad ...
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Strona 187 - WE were now treading that illustrious Island, which was once the luminary of the Caledonian regions, whence savage clans and roving barbarians derived the benefits of knowledge, and the blessings of religion. To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible, if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish, if it were possible.
Strona 280 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Strona 359 - Now, what I want is Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else. You can only form the minds of reasoning animals upon Facts : nothing else will ever be of any service to them. This is the principle on which I bring up my own children, and this is the principle on which 1 bring up these children. Stick to Facts, sir...
Strona 521 - Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Strona 256 - I may have but a minute to speak to you. My dear, be a good man - be virtuous - be religious - be a good man. Nothing else will give you any comfort when you come to lie here.
Strona 33 - Of these the false Achitophel was first, A name to all succeeding ages cursed ; For close designs and crooked counsels fit, Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit, Restless, unfixed in principles and place, In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace ; A fiery soul, which working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.
Strona 33 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Strona 263 - The primal duties shine aloft — like stars ; The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless, Are scattered at the feet of Man — like flowers.
Strona 526 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Strona 526 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.