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עמוד 32 - 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 69 - 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 69 - ... 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 159 - And now in this journey of life I would have A place where to bait, 'twixt the court and the grave: Where joyful to live, not unwilling to die— Gadzooks ! I have just such a place in my eye. There are gardens so stately, and...
עמוד 70 - 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 89 - And griefs, will find their shafts elanc'd in vain, And their points broke, retorted from the head, Safe in the grave, and free among the dead.
עמוד 221 - Woolston doubts ; And that his son, and his son's son, Were all but ploughmen, clowns, and louts. Each, when his rustic pains began, To merit pleaded equal right ; 'Twas only who left off at noon, Or who went on to work till night.
עמוד 206 - Venus, we deride The vagrant's malice, and his mother's pride ; Send him to nymphs who sleep on Ida's shade, To the loose dance, and wanton masquerade ; Our thoughts are settled, and intent our look, On the instructive verse, and moral book ; On female idleness his power relies ; But, when he finds us studying hard, he flies.