Moral essays, satires, &cJ. French, 1777 - 195 עמודים |
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תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 8
עמוד 8
... less than Jove ? Of fyftems poffible , if ' tis confest That Wisdom infinite must form the best , Where all must full or not ocherent be , And all that rifes , rife in due degree ; Then , in the fcale of reas'ning life ' tis plain ...
... less than Jove ? Of fyftems poffible , if ' tis confest That Wisdom infinite must form the best , Where all must full or not ocherent be , And all that rifes , rife in due degree ; Then , in the fcale of reas'ning life ' tis plain ...
עמוד 22
... less inflame , As ftrong or weak , the organs of the frame ; And hence one MASTER PASSION in the breast , Like Aaron's ferpent , swallows up the rest . As man , perhaps , the moment of his breath , Receives the lurking principle of ...
... less inflame , As ftrong or weak , the organs of the frame ; And hence one MASTER PASSION in the breast , Like Aaron's ferpent , swallows up the rest . As man , perhaps , the moment of his breath , Receives the lurking principle of ...
עמוד 107
... less alive than they ! Some felt the filent ftroke of mouldring age , Some hoftile fury , fome religious rage . Barbarian blindness , Christian zeal conspire , And Papal piety , and Gothic fire . Perhaps , by its own ruin fav'd from ...
... less alive than they ! Some felt the filent ftroke of mouldring age , Some hoftile fury , fome religious rage . Barbarian blindness , Christian zeal conspire , And Papal piety , and Gothic fire . Perhaps , by its own ruin fav'd from ...
עמוד 135
... less lament my fate . My head and heart thus flowing thro ' my quill , Verfe - man or Profe - man , term me which you will , Papift ot Proteftant , or both between , Like good Erafmus in an honeft mean , In moderation placing all my ...
... less lament my fate . My head and heart thus flowing thro ' my quill , Verfe - man or Profe - man , term me which you will , Papift ot Proteftant , or both between , Like good Erafmus in an honeft mean , In moderation placing all my ...
עמוד 153
... less than Jove , and much above a King , Nay , half in heaven --- except ( what's mighty odd ) A fit of Vapours cloud this Demi - God ? VOL . III . THE SIXTH EPISTLE O F THE FIRST BOOK O F Ep . I. OF HORACE . V. 165 . 153.
... less than Jove , and much above a King , Nay , half in heaven --- except ( what's mighty odd ) A fit of Vapours cloud this Demi - God ? VOL . III . THE SIXTH EPISTLE O F THE FIRST BOOK O F Ep . I. OF HORACE . V. 165 . 153.
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 12 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green ; Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood. The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line...
עמוד 16 - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
עמוד 5 - Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
עמוד 47 - Know then this truth (enough for man to know) 'Virtue alone is happiness below.
עמוד 52 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
עמוד 5 - Eye Nature's walks, shoot Folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
עמוד 73 - But an inferior not dependant ? worse. Offend her, and she knows not to forgive; Oblige her, and she'll hate you while you live; But die, and she'll adore you — Then the bust And temple rise — then fall again to dust.
עמוד 89 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
עמוד 7 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
עמוד 224 - Lo! at the Wheels of her Triumphal Car, Old England's Genius, rough with many a Scar, Dragg'd in the Dust! his Arms hang idly round, His Flag inverted trails along the ground! Our Youth, all liv'ry'd o'er with foreign Gold, Before her dance; behind her crawl the Old!