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... cause of his glory and untimely end . The study of history and eloquence , the writings of Cicero , Seneca , Livy , Cæsar , and Valerius Maximus , elevated above his equals and contemporaries the genius of the young plebeian ; he ...
... cause of his glory and untimely end . The study of history and eloquence , the writings of Cicero , Seneca , Livy , Cæsar , and Valerius Maximus , elevated above his equals and contemporaries the genius of the young plebeian ; he ...
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... cause , it was already disclaimed by the most respectable citizens . The pope and the sacred college had never been dazzled by his specious professions ; they were justly offended by the insolence of his conduct ; a cardinal legate was ...
... cause , it was already disclaimed by the most respectable citizens . The pope and the sacred college had never been dazzled by his specious professions ; they were justly offended by the insolence of his conduct ; a cardinal legate was ...
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... cause of all this free writing and free speaking , there cannot be assigned a truer than your own mild , and free , and humane government ; it is the liberty , Lords and Commons , which your own valorous and happy counsels have ...
... cause of all this free writing and free speaking , there cannot be assigned a truer than your own mild , and free , and humane government ; it is the liberty , Lords and Commons , which your own valorous and happy counsels have ...
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... , what enjoyment they have of life , and that , impressed as they seem with a peculiar dread of man , it is only because man gives them peculiar cause for it . That I may not be tedious , I will just COWPER'S TAME HARES . 69.
... , what enjoyment they have of life , and that , impressed as they seem with a peculiar dread of man , it is only because man gives them peculiar cause for it . That I may not be tedious , I will just COWPER'S TAME HARES . 69.
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... cause that so many unhappy wretches wandered from their regiments and were lost . Arriving very late at the encampments , where all the corps were confounded together , they could not distinguish or learn the situation of the regiments ...
... cause that so many unhappy wretches wandered from their regiments and were lost . Arriving very late at the encampments , where all the corps were confounded together , they could not distinguish or learn the situation of the regiments ...
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Стр. 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Стр. 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Стр. 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Стр. 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Стр. 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Стр. 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Стр. 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Стр. 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Стр. 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Стр. 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!