Laconics, Or, The Best Words of the Best Authors: In Three Volumes, Band 2H.G. Bohn, York Street, Covent Garden, 1856 |
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... the genuine offspring of nature ; he must divest himself of all prejudices in favour of his age and country ; he must disregard all local and temporary ornaments , and look only on those general habits which 2 LACONICS .
... the genuine offspring of nature ; he must divest himself of all prejudices in favour of his age and country ; he must disregard all local and temporary ornaments , and look only on those general habits which 2 LACONICS .
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In Three Volumes. ornaments , and look only on those general habits which are every where and always the same : he addresses his works to the people of every country ; he calls upon posterity to ... look only on those general habits which ...
In Three Volumes. ornaments , and look only on those general habits which are every where and always the same : he addresses his works to the people of every country ; he calls upon posterity to ... look only on those general habits which ...
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... , but maintain ' t ; Or if it does , ' t is for our good , To give us freer latitude ; For wholesome laws preserve us free , By stinting of our liberty . Butler . XLVII . In order to look into any person's temper 12 LACONICS .
... , but maintain ' t ; Or if it does , ' t is for our good , To give us freer latitude ; For wholesome laws preserve us free , By stinting of our liberty . Butler . XLVII . In order to look into any person's temper 12 LACONICS .
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In Three Volumes. XLVII . In order to look into any person's temper , I generally make my first observations upon his laugh , whether he is easily moved , and what are the passages which throw him into that agreeable kind of convulsion ...
In Three Volumes. XLVII . In order to look into any person's temper , I generally make my first observations upon his laugh , whether he is easily moved , and what are the passages which throw him into that agreeable kind of convulsion ...
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... Looks kill love , and love by looks reviveth : A smile recures the wounding of a frown , But blessed bankrupt , that by love so thriveth . Shakspeare . C. The painter is , as to the execution of his work , a me- chanic ; but as to his ...
... Looks kill love , and love by looks reviveth : A smile recures the wounding of a frown , But blessed bankrupt , that by love so thriveth . Shakspeare . C. The painter is , as to the execution of his work , a me- chanic ; but as to his ...
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Seite 340 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Seite 291 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Seite 102 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care : Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame. Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Seite 196 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Seite 220 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
Seite 213 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Seite 329 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy country's, 4 — — make use — 1 ie make interest. Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Seite 256 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them ; and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Seite 188 - Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some say, the bee stings ; but I say, 'tis the bee's wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
Seite 220 - Thou art not thyself, For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust. Happy thou art not; For what thou hast not still thou striv'st to get, And what thou hast forget'st. Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, After the moon. If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee.