The Poetical Works of Matthew Prior

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J. Nichol, 1858 - 475 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 294 - Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do : and behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
الصفحة 271 - He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
الصفحة 84 - Be to her virtues very kind ; Be to her faults a little blind ; Let all her ways be unconfin'd ; And clap your padlock — on her mind.
الصفحة 271 - I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever : nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it: and God doeth it, that men should fear before him.
الصفحة 271 - And further, by these, my son, be admonished : of making many books there is no end ; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
الصفحة 213 - And, finishing its act, exists no more : Thus in obedience to what heaven decrees, Knowledge shall fail, and prophecy shall cease ; But lasting Charity's more ample sway, Nor bound by time, nor subject to decay, In happy triumph shall for ever live, And endless good diffuse, and endless praise receive.
الصفحة 271 - I communed with mine own heart, saying, Lo, I am come to great estate, and have gotten more wisdom than all they that have been before me in Jerusalem: yea, my heart had great experience of wisdom and knowledge.
الصفحة 137 - Mov'd in the orb, pleas'd with the chimes, The foolish creature thinks he climbs: But here or there, turn wood or wire, He never gets two inches higher. So fares it with those merry blades, That frisk it under Pindus
الصفحة 101 - Animula vagula, blandula, Hospes comesque corporis, Quae nunc abibis in loca? Pallidula, rigida, nudula, Nee (ut soles) dabis joca...
الصفحة 152 - Did I but purpose to embark with thee On the smooth surface of a summer's sea, While gentle zephyrs play in prosperous gales, And Fortune's favour fills the swelling sails, But would forsake the ship and make the shore, When the winds whistle and the tempests roar?

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