Miscellaneous Writings of John Conington, Late Corpus Professor of Latin in the University of Oxford, Band 1Longmans, Green, 1872 |
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... Doctor ; ' and it was always a great pleasure to him to remember that , before Dr. Arnold's death , which took place in the following midsummer , he had been MEMOIR . xvli completely restored to the confidence and favour xvi MEMOIR .
... Doctor ; ' and it was always a great pleasure to him to remember that , before Dr. Arnold's death , which took place in the following midsummer , he had been MEMOIR . xvli completely restored to the confidence and favour xvi MEMOIR .
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... death , in the passing of the University Tests Abolition Act , he took but little part . In point of fact he was unable to sympathise entirely with either side . He felt on the one hand the injustice , or at least the impolicy , of ...
... death , in the passing of the University Tests Abolition Act , he took but little part . In point of fact he was unable to sympathise entirely with either side . He felt on the one hand the injustice , or at least the impolicy , of ...
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... death . His study of Virgil made him turn to the English translators of Virgil ; and thus the old love — dating at least as far back as the purchase of Sotheby's Homer in his schoolboy days at Beverley - for poetical translations of the ...
... death . His study of Virgil made him turn to the English translators of Virgil ; and thus the old love — dating at least as far back as the purchase of Sotheby's Homer in his schoolboy days at Beverley - for poetical translations of the ...
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... ill founded , it is difficult not to feel that the loss of this meditated work is the greatest of the many losses which Latin scholarship has sustained by his death . 6 MEMOIR . xlvii His activity as a correspondent kept xlv MEMOIR .
... ill founded , it is difficult not to feel that the loss of this meditated work is the greatest of the many losses which Latin scholarship has sustained by his death . 6 MEMOIR . xlvii His activity as a correspondent kept xlv MEMOIR .
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... death . Not in the remembrance of a life useful and innocent as his must be accounted among men , but only in the simplest teach- ings of his childhood could he find any comfort . And even as he listened anew to these , his mind was ...
... death . Not in the remembrance of a life useful and innocent as his must be accounted among men , but only in the simplest teach- ings of his childhood could he find any comfort . And even as he listened anew to these , his mind was ...
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Seite 83 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Seite 81 - Hear, nature, hear ; dear goddess, hear ! — Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase ; And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem, Create her child of spleen ; that it may live, And be a thwart disnatured torment to her...
Seite 86 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Seite 97 - Come, let's away to prison: We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage: When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness...
Seite 94 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less ; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Seite 132 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Seite 118 - What a piece of work is a man ! how noble in reason ! how infinite in faculty ! in form and moving how express and admirable ! in action how like an angel ! in apprehension how like a god ! the beauty of the world ! the paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust ? man delights not me — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
Seite 118 - I have of late (but wherefore, I know not) lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me, than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
Seite 113 - Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous ; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Say, why is this ? wherefore ? what should we do ? Ghost beckons HAMLET.
Seite 99 - Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd ! No, no, no life ! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all?