De Vere: Or, The Man of Independence, Band 1

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H. Colburn, 1827 - 325 Seiten
 

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Seite 261 - Are warmly housed, save bats and owls! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our...
Seite 65 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Seite 124 - Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Seite 184 - An't please your honour," quoth the peasant: "This same dessert is not so pleasant: Give me again my hollow tree, .A crust of bread, and liberty !
Seite 42 - I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool ;• — a miserable world ! — As I do live by food, I met a fool ; Who laid him down and basked him in the sun, And railed on lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms, — and yet a motley fool. Good morrow, fool, quoth I. No, sir...
Seite 282 - thick-coming fancies ; " his " face is a book where men may read strange matters ;" — " Things bad begun, make strong themselves by ill:" until at length, he is " in blood Stept in so far, that, should he wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er ! " and his unearthly tempters complete their horrid task, and gain their prey.
Seite 122 - So experience has taught me, how wrong, unjust, and senseless, party factions are ; therefore I am determined never wholly to believe any side or party against the other...
Seite 116 - I think myself obliged to them all : some have cured me of my fears, by shewing me how impotent the malice of the world is ; others have cured me of my hopes by shewing how precarious popular friendships are ; all have cured me of surprise.
Seite 140 - For neither man nor angel can discern Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone, By his permissive will, through heaven and earth: And oft, though Wisdom wake, Suspicion sleeps At Wisdom's gate, and to Simplicity Resigns her charge, while Goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems...

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