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Seite 46 - For tis the mind that makes the body rich ; ^• And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, •+ So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful...
Seite 119 - Then old age and experience, hand in hand, Lead him to death, and make him understand, After a search so painful and so long, That all his life he has been in the wrong.
Seite 235 - By the sea's margin, on the watery strand, Thy monument, Themistocles, shall stand. By this directed to thy native shore, The merchant shall convey his freighted store; And when our fleets are summon'd to the fight, Athens shall conquer with thy tomb in sight.
Seite 245 - Tis life, my life at least : the first of pleasures Were to be rich myself; but next to this I hold it best to be a Parasite, And feed upon the rich. Now mark me right...
Seite 245 - Cease, mourners, cease complaint, and weep no more ! Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, Advanced a stage or two upon that road, Which you must travel in the steps they trode ; In the same inn we all shall meet at last, There take new life and laugh at sorrows past.
Seite 118 - I'd be a dog, a monkey, or a bear, Or anything, but that vain animal, Who is so proud of being rational. The senses are too gross, and he'll contrive A sixth to contradict the other five; And before certain instinct will...
Seite 119 - Mountains of whimsies, heap'd in his own brain, Stumbling from thought to thought, falls headlong down Into doubt's boundless sea, where, like to drown, Books bear him up a while and make him try To swim with bladders of philosophy, In hopes still to o'ertake the skipping light.
Seite 2 - The place is dignified by the doer's deed ; Where great additions swell 's, and virtue none, It is a dropsied honour. Good alone Is good without a name. Vileness is so; The property by what it is should go, Not by the title.