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Стр. 59 - When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing ; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do What might be public good; myself I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things...
Стр. 4 - my history will not be long : the life that is devoted to knowledge passes silently away, and is very little diversified by events. To talk in public, to think in solitude, to read and to hear, to inquire and answer inquiries, is the business of a scholar. He wanders about the world without pomp or terror, and is neither known nor valued but by men like himself.
Стр. 183 - La lena m'era del polmon sì munta, quand'io fui su, ch'i' non potea più oltre; anzi m'assisi ne la prima giunta. « Ornai convien che tu cosi ti spoltre », disse '1 maestro; «che, seggendo in piuma, in fama non si vien, né sotto coltre; sanza la qual chi sua vita consuma, cotal vestigio in terra di sé lascia, qual fummo in aere ed in acqua la schiuma.
Стр. 58 - II is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was drunk with love, which did pervade And mingle with whate'er I saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, "Whero 1 did lay me down within the shade Of waving trees, and dream'd uncounted hours, Though I was chid for wandering...
Стр. 234 - I feel, and shall continue to feel, that domestic solitude, however it may be alleviated by the world, by study,' and even by friendship, is a comfortless state, which will grow more painful as I descend in the vale of years.
Стр. 221 - All I dare promise you is that my thoughts, in what order soever they flow, shall be communicated to you just as they pass through my mind, just as they use to be when we converse together on these or any other subjects when we saunter alone, or, as we have often done with good Arbuthnot and the jocose Dean of St. Patrick's, among the multiplied scenes of your little garden.
Стр. 202 - The most intimate friends of Mr. Fox complained of his too frequent ruminating silence. Mr. Pitt talked, and his talk was fascinating. Mr. Burke's conversation was rambling, but splendid and instructive beyond comparison.
Стр. 200 - So that those, who decry my comedies, do me no injury, except it be in point of profit: reputation in them is the last thing to which I shall pretend.
Стр. 120 - ... imputed to the concise and superficial narrative of the first reigns from Commodus to Alexander; a fault of which I have never heard, except from Mr. Hume in his last journey to London. Such an oracle might have been consulted and obeyed with rational devotion ; but I was soon disgusted with . the modest practice of reading the manuscript to my friends.