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... Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head . SHAKSPEARE , As you like it , act 2 , sc . 1 . Love is maintain'd by wealth ; when all is spent , Adversity then breeds ...
... Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head . SHAKSPEARE , As you like it , act 2 , sc . 1 . Love is maintain'd by wealth ; when all is spent , Adversity then breeds ...
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... sweet leaves to the air , Or dedicate his beauty to the sun , SHAKSPERE , Romeo and Juliet , act 1 , sc . 1 . Some to kill cankers in the musk - rose buds . Ibid , Midsummer Night's Dream , act 2 , sc . 3 . I had rather be a canker in a ...
... sweet leaves to the air , Or dedicate his beauty to the sun , SHAKSPERE , Romeo and Juliet , act 1 , sc . 1 . Some to kill cankers in the musk - rose buds . Ibid , Midsummer Night's Dream , act 2 , sc . 3 . I had rather be a canker in a ...
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... 3 , sc . 4 . Good night , good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow , That I shall say , good night , till it be morrow . SHAKSPERE , Romeo and Juliet , act 2 , sc . 2 . GRACE . Grace was in all her steps , heav'n 76.
... 3 , sc . 4 . Good night , good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow , That I shall say , good night , till it be morrow . SHAKSPERE , Romeo and Juliet , act 2 , sc . 2 . GRACE . Grace was in all her steps , heav'n 76.
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... sweet . WHEELWRIGHT's Pindar , 5th Isthmian Ode , line 11 . Happy the man , and he alone , Who , master of himself , can say , To - day at least hath been my own , For I have clearly liv'd to - day : Then let to - morrow's clouds arise ...
... sweet . WHEELWRIGHT's Pindar , 5th Isthmian Ode , line 11 . Happy the man , and he alone , Who , master of himself , can say , To - day at least hath been my own , For I have clearly liv'd to - day : Then let to - morrow's clouds arise ...
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... Minstrel , canto 3 , stanza 24 . HER MODEST LOOKS . Her modest looks the cottage might adorn , Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn . GOLDSMITH , The Deserted Village , line 329 . HER VOICE , & c . Her voice was ever 86.
... Minstrel , canto 3 , stanza 24 . HER MODEST LOOKS . Her modest looks the cottage might adorn , Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn . GOLDSMITH , The Deserted Village , line 329 . HER VOICE , & c . Her voice was ever 86.
Palavras e frases frequentes
Æneid BOSWELL'S Johnson Buckley BUCKLEY'S Homer BUCKLEY'S Sophocles BURNS BYRON canto CHURCHILL COWLEY Cymbeline DAVIDSON'S Virgil death doth DRYDEN earth Elegy Fairy Queen fear fools FRANCIS GOLDSMITH Gotham Hamlet hast hath heart heaven HERRICK'S Hesp honour Horace Hudibras Ibid Iliad Julius Cæsar King Henry 4th King John King Lear King Richard 2nd labour Lady Last Minstrel Lord Love's Labour's Lost Macbeth Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives MILTON mind Moral Essays morning ne'er night o'er Othello Paradise Lost POPE Psalm Richard 3rd RILEY'S Plautus Romeo and Juliet scene SCOTT SHAKSPERE SHENSTONE sleep smile Song soul SPENSER stanza stars sweet SWIFT tale thee Theocritus There's things THOMSON thou to-morrow toil Tusculan Disp virtue WHEELWRIGHT's Pindar wind wise Wives of Windsor word YONGE'S Cicero YOUNG
Passagens conhecidas
Página 54 - This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, — This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England...
Página 107 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Página 195 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Página 22 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail; Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good!
Página 255 - What years, i' faith? Vio. About your years, my lord. DUKE. Too old, by heaven : let still the woman take An elder than herself : so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart...
Página 38 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The shortening winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose ; The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And, weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. Hi. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th'...
Página 105 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Página 142 - Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.
Página 44 - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Página 53 - This royal throne of kings, this scept'red isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...