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... believe otherwise are slaves and blockheads , and ought never to aspire to any literary authority , beyond the compilation of the Newgate Calendar , or the Old Monthly Magazine . When I talk about chance you must not run away with a ...
... believe otherwise are slaves and blockheads , and ought never to aspire to any literary authority , beyond the compilation of the Newgate Calendar , or the Old Monthly Magazine . When I talk about chance you must not run away with a ...
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... believe myself , as who does not , a man of peaceable de- meanour . I set out in life with the determination never to give an insult however provoked - never to resent the conduct of others , unless offence was undeniably intended - and ...
... believe myself , as who does not , a man of peaceable de- meanour . I set out in life with the determination never to give an insult however provoked - never to resent the conduct of others , unless offence was undeniably intended - and ...
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... believe , no situation in which the human mind is unsusceptible of pleasure , and I felt proud of my self - com- mand . With a gloomy satisfaction I paraded all the horrors of my situation before my mind's eye , surprised at the apathy ...
... believe , no situation in which the human mind is unsusceptible of pleasure , and I felt proud of my self - com- mand . With a gloomy satisfaction I paraded all the horrors of my situation before my mind's eye , surprised at the apathy ...
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... believe not . SPEUSIPPUS . I have omitted the whole of the absurd dialogue between Vulcan and Strength , at the beginning . CALLIDEMUS . That may be , on the whole , an improvement . The play will open then with that grand soliloquy of ...
... believe not . SPEUSIPPUS . I have omitted the whole of the absurd dialogue between Vulcan and Strength , at the beginning . CALLIDEMUS . That may be , on the whole , an improvement . The play will open then with that grand soliloquy of ...
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... believe something which you never can know , why not be contented with the long stories about the other world which are told us when we are initiated at the Eleusinian mysteries . * Homer's Odyssey , xii . 63 . See the close of Plato's ...
... believe something which you never can know , why not be contented with the long stories about the other world which are told us when we are initiated at the Eleusinian mysteries . * Homer's Odyssey , xii . 63 . See the close of Plato's ...
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Seite 35 - Hurrah ! the foes are moving ! Hark to the mingled din Of fife and steed, and trump and drum, and roaring culverin ! The fiery Duke is pricking fast across St Andre's plain, With all the hireling chivalry of Guelders and Almayne.
Seite 34 - Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand : And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre.
Seite 450 - You show us Rome was glorious, not profuse, And pompous buildings once were things of use; Yet shall, my lord, your just, your noble rules, Fill half the land with imitating fools ; Who random drawings from your sheets shall take; And of one beauty many blunders make...
Seite 325 - Fools! your doublets shone with gold, and your hearts were gay and bold, When you kissed your lily hands to your lemans to-day; And to-morrow shall the fox, from her chambers in the rocks, Lead forth her tawny cubs to howl above the prey. Where be your tongues that late mocked at heaven and hell and fate, And the fingers that once were so busy with your blades, Your perfum'd satin clothes, your catches and your oaths, Your stage-plays and your sonnets, your diamonds and your spades?
Seite 382 - It must not be; there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established: 'Twill be recorded for a precedent, And many an error by the same example Will rush into the state; it cannot be.
Seite 301 - That an accursed thing it is to gaze On prosperous tyrants with a dazzled eye...
Seite 161 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer's day, While smooth Adonis from his native rock 450 Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Seite 216 - Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death — A universe of death ! which God by curse Created evil— for evil only good, Where all life dies, death lives, and nature breeds Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimeras dire.
Seite 35 - D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
Seite 35 - Oh, was there ever such a knight, in friendship or in war, As our sovereign lord, King Henry, the soldier of Navarre? Ho ! maidens of Vienna ! Ho ! matrons of Lucerne ! Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return ! Ho ! Philip, send for charity thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls. Ho ! gallant nobles of the League, look that your arms be bright ! Ho ! burghers of St.