Emblems divine and moral, together with Hieroglyphics of the life of man1806 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 43
עמוד
Francis Quarles. Virtue can Johnson fe . neer in this dark Shade delight : Poor is that Worth which hides its useful Light C Ut Luna , Infantia torpet . Cold , like. Nec Virtus obfcura petit . Jam ruit in Venerem . Hierog . 8 .
Francis Quarles. Virtue can Johnson fe . neer in this dark Shade delight : Poor is that Worth which hides its useful Light C Ut Luna , Infantia torpet . Cold , like. Nec Virtus obfcura petit . Jam ruit in Venerem . Hierog . 8 .
עמוד 9
... poor leaf that trembles ) very good ? ss'd he not both the feeder and the food ? , tell me , then , what danger can accrue m such blest food , to such half gods as you ? b needless fears , and let no fond conceit ise your freedom ...
... poor leaf that trembles ) very good ? ss'd he not both the feeder and the food ? , tell me , then , what danger can accrue m such blest food , to such half gods as you ? b needless fears , and let no fond conceit ise your freedom ...
עמוד 12
... Poor man ! are not thy joints grown sore w shaking To view th ' effect of thy bold undertaking , That in one hour didst mar what Heav'n six days va making ? S. AUGUST . lib . i . de Lib . Arbit . It is a most just punishment , that man ...
... Poor man ! are not thy joints grown sore w shaking To view th ' effect of thy bold undertaking , That in one hour didst mar what Heav'n six days va making ? S. AUGUST . lib . i . de Lib . Arbit . It is a most just punishment , that man ...
עמוד 16
... poor a prize Should be the crown of his heroic pains : * Thrice happy he , that ne'er was born to try Her frowns or smiles : or , being born , did lie In his sad nurse's arms an hour or two , and die ! S. AU- S. AUGUST . lib . Confess ...
... poor a prize Should be the crown of his heroic pains : * Thrice happy he , that ne'er was born to try Her frowns or smiles : or , being born , did lie In his sad nurse's arms an hour or two , and die ! S. AU- S. AUGUST . lib . Confess ...
עמוד 23
... poor : She boasts a kernel , and bestows a shell ; Performs an inch of her fair promis'd ell : Her words protest a heav'n ; her works produce an hell . 5 . O thou , the fountain of whose better part Is earth'd and gravell'd up with vain ...
... poor : She boasts a kernel , and bestows a shell ; Performs an inch of her fair promis'd ell : Her words protest a heav'n ; her works produce an hell . 5 . O thou , the fountain of whose better part Is earth'd and gravell'd up with vain ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms art thou AUGUST beams behold BERN blast blessed blood breast breath bright brow canst thou CANTICLES CHRYS crown Cupid Cyprian darkness dart dear world death delight desire disdain dost thou doth earth EPIG eternal Ev'n ev'ry fair faith false fast fear feeble fire flesh flow'r fond fool fountain of eternal FRANCIS QUARLES glorious glory goeth grief Haman hath heart heav'n HIERON honour HUGO Johnson fe Johnson Sc joys let thy live living earth Lord lust man's mercy mirth ne'er night pains peace pleasure poor pow'r pris'ner Psal PSALM ravish'd repentance rest sacred scape scorn seek shade shine show'rs sins smile Snares in thy Soliloq Sweet Phosphor taper tears tell thee there's things thou art thou hast thoughts thy face thy hand thy soul thyself torments treasure VIOLAS wanton waste wealth what's Whilst wilt wind wings wound
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 199 - In having all things, and not thee, what have I? Not having thee, what have my labours got? Let me enjoy but thee, what further crave I? And having thee alone, what have I not? I wish nor sea nor land ; nor would I be Possessed of heaven, heaven unpossessed of thee.
עמוד 190 - I my best beloved's am; thus he is mine. He is my altar; I, his holy place; I am his guest, and he my living food; I'm his by penitence, he mine by grace; I'm his by purchase, he is mine by blood!
עמוד 189 - E'en so we met; and after long pursuit, E'en so we joined ; we both became entire ; No need for either to renew a suit, For I was flax, and He was flames of fire : Our firm-united souls did more than twine; So I my Best-beloved's am ; so He is mine.
עמוד 112 - Dissolve thy sunbeams, close thy wings and stay ! See, see how I am blind, and dead, and stray ! — O thou that art my life, my light, my way...
עמוד 199 - Without thy presence, heaven's no heaven to me. Without thy presence, earth gives no refection; Without thy presence, sea affords no treasure ; Without thy presence, air's a rank infection; Without thy presence, heaven itself no pleasure.
עמוד 130 - Alas! the total's but from eight to four. Behold these lilies, which thy hands have made Fair copies of my life, and open laid To view, how soon they droop! how soon they fade ! Shade not that dial night will blind too soon; My non-aged day already points to noon ; How simple is my suit!
עמוד 111 - Mine eyes are blind and dark, I cannot see; To whom or whither should my darkness flee, But to the light?
עמוד 41 - Let those have night, that love to have a nap, And loll in ignorance's lap ; Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night : Sweet Sweet Phosphor, bring the day ; How sad delay Afflicts dull hopes ! Sweet Phosphor, bring the day.
עמוד 36 - What less than fool is man to prog and plot, And lavish out the cream of all his care, To gain poor seeming goods ; which, being got, Make firm possession but a thoroughfare ; Or, if they stay, they furrow thoughts the deeper ; And, being kept with care, they lose their careful keeper.
עמוד 38 - But at the earth we dart our wing'd desire ; We burn, we burn like fire. Like as the am'rous needle joys to bend To her magnetic friend : Or as the greedy lover's eye-balls fly At his fair mistress' eye : So, so we cling to earth ; we fly and puff, Yet fly not fast enough.