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... fear that the number and novelty of who resort frequently to the bookstores of our new works in the department of literature , in cities , towns and villages , know well that this their influence upon the welfare of mankind , are ...
... fear that the number and novelty of who resort frequently to the bookstores of our new works in the department of literature , in cities , towns and villages , know well that this their influence upon the welfare of mankind , are ...
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... fear , Within his soul had room ; A nation watches still below , But ah ! how few , for such a foe , As marches to his doom ! 3 . One chief beside his couch reclines , With bright unlidded eyes ; Sad watch , where memory still repines ...
... fear , Within his soul had room ; A nation watches still below , But ah ! how few , for such a foe , As marches to his doom ! 3 . One chief beside his couch reclines , With bright unlidded eyes ; Sad watch , where memory still repines ...
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... fear'd not That his eye would behold me with ire ; The speech in his glance was a sadness , That deplored the great fault in his sway , When with blindness and weakness like madness , He gave up his land for a prey . * 5 " Too late he ...
... fear'd not That his eye would behold me with ire ; The speech in his glance was a sadness , That deplored the great fault in his sway , When with blindness and weakness like madness , He gave up his land for a prey . * 5 " Too late he ...
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... fear now , And he dies by his own monarch's hand ; The shades of great warriors attend us , Ye sons of brave fathers draw nigh , Let our Manney to fly or defend us , Be it ours to conquer , and die ! " VI . 1 He paused his warriors ...
... fear now , And he dies by his own monarch's hand ; The shades of great warriors attend us , Ye sons of brave fathers draw nigh , Let our Manney to fly or defend us , Be it ours to conquer , and die ! " VI . 1 He paused his warriors ...
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... fear that besets me that I write to the dead . But learn also that my dreams of happiness have fallen with your failing worth . That account which you - even you - have given of the events whereof I had been earlier inform- ed , assures ...
... fear that besets me that I write to the dead . But learn also that my dreams of happiness have fallen with your failing worth . That account which you - even you - have given of the events whereof I had been earlier inform- ed , assures ...
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Página 196 - Let as many servants as are under the yoke count their own masters worthy of all honour, that the name of God and his doctrine be not blasphemed. And they that have believing masters, let them not despise them, because they are brethren ; but rather do them service, because they are faithful and beloved, partakers of the benefit.
Página 196 - If any man teach otherwise, and consent not to wholesome words, even the words of our Lord Jesus Christ, and to the doctrine which is according to godliness; he is proud, knowing nothing...
Página 36 - So that if the invention of the ship was thought so noble, which carrieth riches and commodities from place to place, and consociateth the most remote regions in participation of their fruits, how much more are letters to be magnified, which as ships pass through the vast seas of time, and make ages so distant to participate of the wisdom, illuminations, and inventions, the one of the other?
Página 34 - ... as if there were sought in knowledge a couch whereupon to rest a searching and restless spirit, or a terrace for a wandering and variable mind to walk up and down with a fair prospect, or a tower of state for a proud mind to raise itself upon, or a fort or commanding ground for strife and contention, or a shop for profit and sale ; and not a rich store-house for the glory of the Creator and the relief of man's estate.
Página 164 - Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.
Página 10 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils...
Página 35 - For if a man's mind be deeply seasoned with the consideration of the mortality and corruptible nature of things, he will easily concur with Epictetus, who went forth one day and saw a woman weeping for her pitcher of earth that was broken, and went forth the next day and saw a woman weeping for her son that was dead, and thereupon said, Heri vidi fragilem frangi, hodie vidi mortalem mori.
Página 370 - I treasure in my vision, Florence Vane. Thou wast lovelier than the roses In their prime; Thy voice excelled the closes Of sweetest rhyme; Thy heart was as a river Without a main. Would I had loved thee never, Florence Vane! But, fairest, coldest wonder! Thy glorious clay Lieth the green sod under — Alas, the day! And it boots not to remember Thy disdain, To quicken love's pale ember, Florence Vane. The lilies of the valley By young graves weep; The daisies love to dally Where maidens sleep. May...
Página 370 - I loved thee long and dearly, Florence Vane, My life's bright dream and early. Hath come again ; I renew in my fond vision, My heart's dear pain — My hope, and thy derision, Florence Vane. " The ruin lone, and hoary, The ruin old, Where thou did'st hark my story At even told — That spot, the hues Elysian Of sky and plain, I treasure in my vision, Florence Vane : " Thou wast lovelier than the roses In their prime, Thy voice excelled the closes Of sweetest rhyme.
Página 10 - Myself not least, but honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro...