The Poetical Works of Matthew Prior, כרך 2W. Strahan, 1779 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-2 מתוך 2
עמוד 26
... soul espy'd , Why doft thou ftrive the confcious fhame to hide By marks of eloquence , and veils of pride ? With outward fmiles their flattery I receiv'd ; Own'd my fick mind by their discourse reliev'd ; But bent and inward to myself ...
... soul espy'd , Why doft thou ftrive the confcious fhame to hide By marks of eloquence , and veils of pride ? With outward fmiles their flattery I receiv'd ; Own'd my fick mind by their discourse reliev'd ; But bent and inward to myself ...
עמוד 104
... souls annoy , Than to behold , admire , and lose our joy ; Whofe fate more hard than those who fadly run , For the last glimpse of the departing fun ? Or what feverer fentence can be given , Than , having feen , to be excluded Heaven ...
... souls annoy , Than to behold , admire , and lose our joy ; Whofe fate more hard than those who fadly run , For the last glimpse of the departing fun ? Or what feverer fentence can be given , Than , having feen , to be excluded Heaven ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 26 - Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do : and behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
עמוד 63 - The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north; it whirleth about continually, and the wind returneth again according to his circuits. All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again.
עמוד 63 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
עמוד 64 - I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it: and God doeth it, that men should fear before him.
עמוד 123 - Radcliff ; was so ill, That other doctors gave me over : He felt my pulse, prescribed his pill, And I was likely to recover. " But when the wit began to wheeze, And wine had warmed the politician, Cured yesterday of my disease, I died last night of my physician.
עמוד 153 - Thus talking and scolding, they forward did speed ; And Ralpho pac'd by, under Newman the Swede. Into an old inn did this equipage roll, At a town they call Hodson, the sign of the Bull, Near a nymph with an urn, that divides the highway, And into a puddle throws mother of tea.
עמוד 64 - Now when Solomon had made an end of praying, the fire came down from heaven, and consumed the burnt offering and the sacrifices ; and the glory of the Lord filled the house.
עמוד 26 - I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure: and, behold, this also is vanity.
עמוד 12 - Dilates its drops, and softens into air: Those finer parts of air again aspire, Move into warmth, and brighten into fire; That fire once more, by thicker air o'ercome, And downward forc'd, in earth's capacious womb Alters its particles, is fire no more, But lies...
עמוד 184 - Send it next week, if you are able, By this time, Sir, you know the fable ; From this, and letters of the same make, You'll find what 'tis to have a name-sake.