A Dictionary of Quotations from English and American Poets: Based Upon Bohn's Edition Revised, Corrected, and Enlarged : Twelve Hundred Quotations Added from American AuthorsThomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1911 - Всего страниц: 761 |
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... nature but infected ; A poor , unmanly melancholy , sprung From change of fortune . 47 The great man down , you mark his favorite flies , The poor advanced makes friends of enemies . 48 Shaks .: Timon of A. Act iv . Sc . 3 Shaks ...
... nature but infected ; A poor , unmanly melancholy , sprung From change of fortune . 47 The great man down , you mark his favorite flies , The poor advanced makes friends of enemies . 48 Shaks .: Timon of A. Act iv . Sc . 3 Shaks ...
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... Nature in you stands on the very verge Of her confine . 91 Shaks .: King Lear . Act ii . Sc . 4 An old man , broken with the storms of State , Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity ! 92 Shaks ...
... Nature in you stands on the very verge Of her confine . 91 Shaks .: King Lear . Act ii . Sc . 4 An old man , broken with the storms of State , Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity ! 92 Shaks ...
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... natural edge With profits of the mind , study and fast . 164 APOLOGY . Shaks .: M. for M. Act i . Sc . 5 . Forgive me ... nature with a beauteous wall Doth oft close in pollution , yet of thee I will believe , thou hast a mind that suits ...
... natural edge With profits of the mind , study and fast . 164 APOLOGY . Shaks .: M. for M. Act i . Sc . 5 . Forgive me ... nature with a beauteous wall Doth oft close in pollution , yet of thee I will believe , thou hast a mind that suits ...
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... natural man ; For since dishonor traffics with man's nature , He is but outside ; these pencil'd figures are Even such as they give out . 206 Shaks .: Timon of A. Act i . Sc . I His pencil was striking , resistless , and grand ; His ...
... natural man ; For since dishonor traffics with man's nature , He is but outside ; these pencil'd figures are Even such as they give out . 206 Shaks .: Timon of A. Act i . Sc . I His pencil was striking , resistless , and grand ; His ...
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... Nature ; yes , Her darling child , in whom we trace The features of the mother's face , Her aspect and her attitude . 212 He is the greatest artist , then , Whether of pencil or of pen , Who follows Nature . Never man , As artist or as ...
... Nature ; yes , Her darling child , in whom we trace The features of the mother's face , Her aspect and her attitude . 212 He is the greatest artist , then , Whether of pencil or of pen , Who follows Nature . Never man , As artist or as ...
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A Dictionary of Quotations from English and American Poets Henry George Bohn,Anna Lydia Ward Полный просмотр - 1911 |
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Стр. 180 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night. And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Стр. 6 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Стр. 339 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Стр. 157 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Стр. 525 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Стр. 110 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Стр. 7 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Стр. 440 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Стр. 619 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Стр. 252 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.