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John Bartlett. [ Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry continued . Except wind stands as never it stood , It is an ill wind turns none to good.1 A Description of the Properties of Winds . All ' s fish they get That cometh to net ...
John Bartlett. [ Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry continued . Except wind stands as never it stood , It is an ill wind turns none to good.1 A Description of the Properties of Winds . All ' s fish they get That cometh to net ...
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... winds And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world . Act iii . Sc . 1 . The weariest and most loathed worldly life , That age , ache , penury , and imprisonment Can lay on nature , is a paradise To what we fear of ...
... winds And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world . Act iii . Sc . 1 . The weariest and most loathed worldly life , That age , ache , penury , and imprisonment Can lay on nature , is a paradise To what we fear of ...
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... wind in that corner ? Ibid . Ibid . Shall quips , and sentences , and these paper- bullets of the brain , awe a man from the career of his humour ? No ; the world must be peo- pled . When I said I would die a bachelor , I did not think ...
... wind in that corner ? Ibid . Ibid . Shall quips , and sentences , and these paper- bullets of the brain , awe a man from the career of his humour ? No ; the world must be peo- pled . When I said I would die a bachelor , I did not think ...
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... wind ! How like the prodigal doth she return , With over - weather'd ribs , and ragged sails , Lean , rent , and beggar'd by the strumpet wind ! Act ii . Sc . 6 . But love is blind , and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that ...
... wind ! How like the prodigal doth she return , With over - weather'd ribs , and ragged sails , Lean , rent , and beggar'd by the strumpet wind ! Act ii . Sc . 6 . But love is blind , and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that ...
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... wind , To blow on whom I please . The why is plain as way to parish church . Ibid . Ibid . If ever you have look'd on better days ; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church . Ibid . And wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity ...
... wind , To blow on whom I please . The why is plain as way to parish church . Ibid . Ibid . If ever you have look'd on better days ; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church . Ibid . And wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity ...
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Strona 372 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Strona 112 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand an end, Like quills upon the fretful porpentine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Strona 117 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
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Strona 240 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
Strona 593 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Strona 122 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Strona 521 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Strona 121 - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
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