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5. oldal
... thou shalt leave them at thy death , they will thank death for it , and not thee . And I am persuaded that the foolish cockering of some parents , and the over - stern carriage of others , causeth more men and women to take ill courses ...
... thou shalt leave them at thy death , they will thank death for it , and not thee . And I am persuaded that the foolish cockering of some parents , and the over - stern carriage of others , causeth more men and women to take ill courses ...
16. oldal
... Thou the seat of power hast won , Thou our sovereign king shall be ; Like to thee , great Gold , is none ; All the earth doth worship thee ! " Percival Leigh . LIBRARIES . Libraries are as the shrines where all the relics of the ancient ...
... Thou the seat of power hast won , Thou our sovereign king shall be ; Like to thee , great Gold , is none ; All the earth doth worship thee ! " Percival Leigh . LIBRARIES . Libraries are as the shrines where all the relics of the ancient ...
17. oldal
... thou spend not above three of four parts of thy revenues ; nor above a third part of that in thy house . For the other two parts will do no more than defray thy extraordinaries , which always surmount the ordinary by much ; otherwise thou ...
... thou spend not above three of four parts of thy revenues ; nor above a third part of that in thy house . For the other two parts will do no more than defray thy extraordinaries , which always surmount the ordinary by much ; otherwise thou ...
18. oldal
... thou hadst still continued mine ; Yea , if thou hadst remain'd thy own , I might perchance have yet been thine . But thou thy freedom did recall , That if thou might elsewhere inthral ; And then how could I but disdain A captive's ...
... thou hadst still continued mine ; Yea , if thou hadst remain'd thy own , I might perchance have yet been thine . But thou thy freedom did recall , That if thou might elsewhere inthral ; And then how could I but disdain A captive's ...
24. oldal
... thou- sand branches shade his carcase from the hyæna of the tomb , from the howling wolf of the desert ; and let the tribe of Zazhalah present him with a fes- tival within an inclosure of walls ; and let thou- sands assemble at the ...
... thou- sand branches shade his carcase from the hyæna of the tomb , from the howling wolf of the desert ; and let the tribe of Zazhalah present him with a fes- tival within an inclosure of walls ; and let thou- sands assemble at the ...
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anchorite ancient Arabian horse battle of Copenhagen beard beat BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER began bell Ben Jonson better birds bishop of Langres bless Bob Cratchit Breathe burning Captain cheat Cheviot's hills church citty continu'd court cried dinner disguise Dobbin door doth Douglas Jerrold England's Helicon eyes fair fire flames gentleman George's glory Gold goose hands hath heard heart Hermit of Bellyfulle honour horse Humour hyæna Jonson king little drum live looked Lord Ludgate Ludgate Hill man's mealted mercy miles Moorefields neere never Newfoundland dog night pleasant poets poor poundage pudding quiet rest Richard's round ruines Shakspeare Shakspeare's shalt Shepherd ship money sire soul spirit stone stood Streete sweet tell Thames thee thine thou thought throne Tiny Tiny Tim tongue Tower tribe of Zazhalah weary wherein whilst wine WOODMAN'S WALK young Cratchits
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46. oldal - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
30. oldal - But he has done his robberies so openly, that one may see he fears not to be taxed by any law. He invades authors like a monarch ; and what would be theft in other poets, is only victory in him.
44. oldal - ... hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silent silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us. Indeed, my good scholar, we may say of angling as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries, " Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did...
46. oldal - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : ' Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings ; It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice.
29. oldal - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily: when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning, give him the greater commendation: he was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of books to read nature; he looked inwards, and found her there.
32. oldal - Their plots were generally more regular than Shakespeare's, especially those which were made before Beaumont's death; and they understood and imitated the conversation of gentlemen much better; whose wild debaucheries, and quickness of wit in repartees, no poet before them could paint as they have done.
21. oldal - When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates. And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
10. oldal - Yet every one had had enough, and the youngest Cratchits in particular, were steeped in sage and onion to the eyebrows! But now, the plates being changed by Miss Belinda, Mrs Cratchit left the room alone - too nervous to bear witnesses - to take the pudding up and bring it in.
61. oldal - Thou pretty opening rose ! (Go to your mother, child, and wipe your nose !) Balmy and breathing music like the South, (He really brings my heart into my mouth !) Fresh as the morn, and brilliant as its star, — (I wish that window had an iron bar !) Bold as the hawk, yet gentle as the dove, — (I'll tell you what, my love, I cannot write unless he's sent above !) IV. A SERENADE. •
10. oldal - That was the cloth. A smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each other, with a laundress's next door to that! That was the pudding!