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Стр. 349 - Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy Name, give thanks and sing; To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found , Like David's harp of solemn sound.
Стр. 144 - Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I ; Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up. Make the most of life you may ; Life is short, and wears away. " Both alike are mine and thine, Hastening quick to their decline ; Thine's a summer, mine no more, Though repeated to threescore ; Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one.
Стр. 317 - It is rapid harmony, exactly adjusted to the sense : it is vehement reasoning, without any appearance of art : it is disdain, anger, boldness, freedom, involved in a continued stream of argument : and, of all human productions, the orations of Demosthenes present to us the models which approach the nearest to perfection.
Стр. 237 - The spur that the clear spirit doth raise, To scorn delights, and live laborious days.
Стр. 149 - Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.
Стр. 312 - Consider that external things are naturally variable, but truth and reason are always the same." "What comfort," said the mourner, "can truth and reason afford me? Of what effect are they now, but to tell me that my daughter will not be restored?
Стр. 312 - mortality is an event by which a wise man can never be surprised; we know that death is always near, and it should therefore always be expected.
Стр. 71 - Raro assurgit Hesiodus, magnaque pars ejus in nominibus est occupata ; tarnen utiles circa praecepta sententiae, levitasque verborum et compositionis probabilis : daturque ei palma in illo medio genere dicendi.
Стр. 155 - Devoting shame and vengeance to her lords, With louder impulse and a threatening hand The 'Lesbian patriot smites the sounding chords : Ye wretches, ye perfidious train, Ye curs'd of gods and freeborn men, Ye murderers of the laws, Though now ye glory in your lust, Though now ye tread the feeble neck in dust, Yet Time and righteous Jove will judge your dreadful cause.