Laconics: Or, The Best Words of the Best Authors, المجلد 3Carey, Lea, & Carey, 1829 |
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... eye , All colours , beauties , both of art and nature , Are giv'n in vain to men ; so , without love All beauties bred in women are in vain , All virtues born in men lie buried ; For love informs them as the sun doth colours . And as ...
... eye , All colours , beauties , both of art and nature , Are giv'n in vain to men ; so , without love All beauties bred in women are in vain , All virtues born in men lie buried ; For love informs them as the sun doth colours . And as ...
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... eyes Love owes its chiefest victories , And borrows those bright arms from you With which he does the world subdue ; Yet you yourselves are not above The empire nor the griefs of love . Then wrack not lovers with disdain , Lest love on ...
... eyes Love owes its chiefest victories , And borrows those bright arms from you With which he does the world subdue ; Yet you yourselves are not above The empire nor the griefs of love . Then wrack not lovers with disdain , Lest love on ...
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... eye , Shows from a rising ground possession nigh ; Shortens the distance , or o'erlooks it quite : So easy ' tis to travel with the sight . LXIX . Dryden . If we do not weigh and consider to what end this life is given us , and ...
... eye , Shows from a rising ground possession nigh ; Shortens the distance , or o'erlooks it quite : So easy ' tis to travel with the sight . LXIX . Dryden . If we do not weigh and consider to what end this life is given us , and ...
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... eyes . Or of thy gifts , at least , shade out some part . But she forbids , with blushing words , she says , She builds her fame on higher seated praise : But my heart burns , I cannot silent be . Then since ( dear life , ) you fain ...
... eyes . Or of thy gifts , at least , shade out some part . But she forbids , with blushing words , she says , She builds her fame on higher seated praise : But my heart burns , I cannot silent be . Then since ( dear life , ) you fain ...
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... eyes hast thou to see evils , and how dim , nay , blind , thou art in preventing them.- Sir P. Sidney . To die is so small a matter to the English , that they want images more ghastly than death itself to effect them . Hence it is that ...
... eyes hast thou to see evils , and how dim , nay , blind , thou art in preventing them.- Sir P. Sidney . To die is so small a matter to the English , that they want images more ghastly than death itself to effect them . Hence it is that ...
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الصفحة 300 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
الصفحة 15 - Your representative owes you, not his industry only, but his judgment; and he betrays, instead of serving you, if he sacrifices it to your opinion.
الصفحة 112 - But he cometh to you with words set in delightful proportion, either accompanied with, or prepared for, the well-enchanting skill of music; and with a tale, forsooth, he cometh unto you, with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney-corner...
الصفحة 288 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
الصفحة 89 - While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe, And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience; Too little payment for so great a debt. Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such, a woman oweth to her husband...
الصفحة 284 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it and approve it with a text...
الصفحة 252 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.
الصفحة 244 - Hail, wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else! By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother, first were known.
الصفحة 243 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew: fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
الصفحة 98 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.