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... undefyled . Book iv . Canto ii . St. 32 . What more felicitie can fall to creature Than to enjoy delight with libertie , And to be lord of all the workes of Nature , To raine in th ' aire from earth to highest 24 SPENSER .
... undefyled . Book iv . Canto ii . St. 32 . What more felicitie can fall to creature Than to enjoy delight with libertie , And to be lord of all the workes of Nature , To raine in th ' aire from earth to highest 24 SPENSER .
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... Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence , But , like a thrifty goddess , she determines Herself the glory of a creditor , Both thanks and use . 6 Act 1. Sc . I. I hold you as a thing enskyed and sainted . Act i . Sc ...
... Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence , But , like a thrifty goddess , she determines Herself the glory of a creditor , Both thanks and use . 6 Act 1. Sc . I. I hold you as a thing enskyed and sainted . Act i . Sc ...
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... nature , is a paradise To what we fear of death . Act iii . Sc . 1 . Act iii . Sc . 1 . Virtue is bold , and goodness never fearful . Act iii . Sc . 1 . Take , O take those lips away , That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes ...
... nature , is a paradise To what we fear of death . Act iii . Sc . 1 . Act iii . Sc . 1 . Virtue is bold , and goodness never fearful . Act iii . Sc . 1 . Take , O take those lips away , That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes ...
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... Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time . Acti . Sc . 1 . Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable . Act i . Sc . 1 . You have too much respect upon the world : They lose it that do buy it with much care . Acti . Sc . 1 . I hold ...
... Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time . Acti . Sc . 1 . Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable . Act i . Sc . 1 . You have too much respect upon the world : They lose it that do buy it with much care . Acti . Sc . 1 . I hold ...
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... Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on . Journeys end in lovers ' meeting Every wise man's son doth know . Acti . Sc . 5 . Act . Sc . 3 . Sir To . Dost thou think , because thou art virtuous , there shall be no more cakes and ale ...
... Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on . Journeys end in lovers ' meeting Every wise man's son doth know . Acti . Sc . 5 . Act . Sc . 3 . Sir To . Dost thou think , because thou art virtuous , there shall be no more cakes and ale ...
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Seite 46 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Seite 91 - gainst that season comes Wherein our saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Seite 135 - Satan except, none higher sat, with grave Aspect he rose, and in his rising seemed A pillar of state : deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat and public care ; And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin : sage he stood, With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies ; his look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air...
Seite 220 - How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure...
Seite 67 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Seite 86 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Seite 25 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Seite 270 - Thou hast left behind Powers that will work for thee; air, earth, and skies; There's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget thee; thou hast great allies; Thy friends are exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable mind.
Seite 272 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.— That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
Seite 369 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!