Paul Clifford, 6. kötetSaunders and Otley, ... Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, ... Bell and Bradfute, Edinburgh; and J. Cumming, Dublin., 1840 - 368 oldal |
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139. oldal - So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men ; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music ; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing.
406. oldal - ... bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
139. oldal - Would he were fatter ! but I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius.
12. oldal - Ac ne forte putes me, quae facere ipse recusem, cum recte tractent alii, laudare maligne, ille per extentum funem mihi posse videtur 210 ire poeta, meum qui pectus inaniter angit, irritat, mulcet, falsis terroribus implet, ut magus, et, modo me Thebis, modo ponit Athenis.
44. oldal - Of all the griefs that harass the distrest, Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest. Oldham's, though less elegant, is more just : Nothing in poverty so ill is borne, As its exposing men to grinning scorn.
406. oldal - Of Law, no less can be said, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world ; all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, the greatest as not exempted from her power ; both angels and men, and creatures of what condition soever, though each in different sort and manner, yet all with uniform consent admiring...
111. oldal - Her face is like the milky way i' the sky, — A meeting of gentle lights without a name.