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Strona 14
... thou seest thy friend in trouble , says Epictetus , thou mayest put on a look of sorrow , and condole with him , but take care that thy sorrow be not real . The more rigid of this sect would not comply so far as to shew even such an out ...
... thou seest thy friend in trouble , says Epictetus , thou mayest put on a look of sorrow , and condole with him , but take care that thy sorrow be not real . The more rigid of this sect would not comply so far as to shew even such an out ...
Strona 23
... thou me from secret faults . ' If the open professors of impiety deserve the ut- most application and endeavours of moral writers to recover them from vice and folly , how much more may those lay a claim to their care and compassion who ...
... thou me from secret faults . ' If the open professors of impiety deserve the ut- most application and endeavours of moral writers to recover them from vice and folly , how much more may those lay a claim to their care and compassion who ...
Strona 52
... thou art too slow , 66 Impetuous love demands the lightning's haste . II . " Around us far the rushy moors are spread : " L Soon will the sun withdraw his cheerful ray ; Darkling and tir'd we shall the marshes tread , No lay unsung to ...
... thou art too slow , 66 Impetuous love demands the lightning's haste . II . " Around us far the rushy moors are spread : " L Soon will the sun withdraw his cheerful ray ; Darkling and tir'd we shall the marshes tread , No lay unsung to ...
Strona 53
... thou , in wonder lost , shall view my fair , " Admire each feature of the lovely maid , " Her artless charms , her bloom , her sprightly air . VI . " But lo ! with graceful motion there she swims , Gently removing each ambitious wave ...
... thou , in wonder lost , shall view my fair , " Admire each feature of the lovely maid , " Her artless charms , her bloom , her sprightly air . VI . " But lo ! with graceful motion there she swims , Gently removing each ambitious wave ...
Strona 138
... thou shalt be taken from me , but that I will never leave thee , and consequently cannot be said to have posterity . Be- hold , my dearest Alexandrinus , the effect of what was propagated in nine months : we are not to contradict nature ...
... thou shalt be taken from me , but that I will never leave thee , and consequently cannot be said to have posterity . Be- hold , my dearest Alexandrinus , the effect of what was propagated in nine months : we are not to contradict nature ...
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Strona 331 - I have set the LORD always before me : because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Strona 305 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Strona 297 - There was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: 15 Now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man.
Strona 199 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare. And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Strona 318 - Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio. A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar...
Strona 70 - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest "variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
Strona 16 - Grace, let not any light fancy or bad counsel of mine enemies withdraw your princely favour from me ; neither let that stain, that unworthy stain of a disloyal heart towards your good Grace ever cast so foul a blot on your most dutiful wife, and the infant princess, your daughter.
Strona 70 - It is this sense which furnishes the imagination with its ideas ; so that by the pleasures of the imagination, or fancy, (which I shall use promiscuously,) I here mean such as arise from visible objects, either when we have them actually in our view, or when we call up their ideas into our minds by paintings, statues, descriptions, or any the like occasion.
Strona 318 - Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar...
Strona 200 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.