Laconics; or, The best words of the best authors [ed. by J. Timbs]. 1st Amer. ed, 3. köide1829 |
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... pride , Where power is wanting , will usurp a little , And make us ( rather than be thought behind hand ) Pay over - price . LIV . Otway . When man has looked about him as far as he can , he concludes there is no more to be seen ; when ...
... pride , Where power is wanting , will usurp a little , And make us ( rather than be thought behind hand ) Pay over - price . LIV . Otway . When man has looked about him as far as he can , he concludes there is no more to be seen ; when ...
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... pride of the day ; Gouty sots of the night Only find a decay . ' Tis the sun ripes the grape And to drinking gives light ; We imitate him , When by noon we're at height . They steal wine who take it When he's out of sight . Boys , fill ...
... pride of the day ; Gouty sots of the night Only find a decay . ' Tis the sun ripes the grape And to drinking gives light ; We imitate him , When by noon we're at height . They steal wine who take it When he's out of sight . Boys , fill ...
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... pride and arrogance , calling for battles which he is not to fight , contending for a violent do- minion , which he can never exercise , and satisfied to be himself mean and miserable , in order to render others contemptible and ...
... pride and arrogance , calling for battles which he is not to fight , contending for a violent do- minion , which he can never exercise , and satisfied to be himself mean and miserable , in order to render others contemptible and ...
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... pride in the despising it.—St. Evremond . CXVII . Alas ! what are we kings ? Why do you Gods place us above the rest , To be serv'd , flatter'd , and ador'd , till we Believe we hold within our hands your thunder ; And 28 LACONICS .
... pride in the despising it.—St. Evremond . CXVII . Alas ! what are we kings ? Why do you Gods place us above the rest , To be serv'd , flatter'd , and ador'd , till we Believe we hold within our hands your thunder ; And 28 LACONICS .
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... pride , till they who are about them put on their winding - sheet . - Clarendon . CXX . A wise man's heart is like a broad hearth that keeps the coals ( his passions ) from burning the house . Good deeds in this life are coals raked up ...
... pride , till they who are about them put on their winding - sheet . - Clarendon . CXX . A wise man's heart is like a broad hearth that keeps the coals ( his passions ) from burning the house . Good deeds in this life are coals raked up ...
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Page 311 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Page 294 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide : To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Page 109 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Page 239 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of Ev'n or Morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's Rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Page 47 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 248 - My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow. An hundred years should go to praise Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze. Two hundred to adore each breast: But thirty thousand to the rest. An age at least to every part, And the last age should show your heart. For, lady, you deserve this state; Nor would I love at lower rate.
Page 114 - But he cometh to you with words set in delightful proportion, either accompanied with, or prepared for, the well-enchanting skill of music; and with a tale, forsooth, he cometh unto you, with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney-corner...
Page 15 - Certainly, gentlemen, it ought to be the happiness and glory of a representative to live in the strictest union, the closest correspondence, and the most unreserved communication with his constituents.
Page 300 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Page 258 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.