Johann Jakob Bodmer: Denkschrift zum cc. Geburtstag (19. Juli 1898)Comm. A. Müller, 1900 - 418 oldal |
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322. oldal - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
359. oldal - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land (Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed), Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
384. oldal - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
381. oldal - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
370. oldal - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
366. oldal - Unto that element : but long it could not be, Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death.
384. oldal - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war...
322. oldal - Ancient suddenly started, as one possessed with surprise and disappointment together ; for the helmet was nine times too large for the head, which appeared situate far in the hinder part, even like the lady in a lobster, or like a mouse under a canopy of state, or like a shrivelled beau, from within the penthouse of a modern periwig ; and the voice was suited to the visage, sounding weak and remote.
382. oldal - A good man and an angel ! these between How thin the barrier ! what divides their fate ? Perhaps a moment, or perhaps a year ; Or if an age it is a moment still ; A moment, or eternity's forgot.
378. oldal - On lighten'd minds, that bask in virtue's beams, Nothing hangs tedious, nothing old revolves In that for which they long, for which they live. Their glorious efforts, wing'd with...
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| Cím | Johann Jakob Bodmer: Denkschrift zum cc. Geburtstag (19. Juli 1898) 10. kötet/Schriften, hrsg. durch die Stiftung von Schnyder von Wartensee, verwaltet von der Stadtbibliothek Zürich 10. kötet/Schriftenreihe der Stiftung von Schnyder von Wartensee |
| Szerző | Stiftung von Schnyder von Wartensee |
| Munkatárs | Johann Jakob Bodmer |
| Kiadó | Comm. A. Müller, 1900 |
| Terjedelem | 418 oldal |
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