...: To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world, or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless...on Nature, is a paradise To what we fear of Death. ). — Shakespeare. NOTHING can we call our own, but Death ; And that small model of the barren earth,...

...ice, our whole bloods are one stone, and honuui cannot thaw us ; " and in Paradise Lost, Book ii. • To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown...paradise To what we fear of death. Isab. Alas ! alas ! Claud. Sweet sister, let me livej What sin you do to save a brother's life. Nature dispenses with...

...kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death." When we think of the calm indifference with which the Japanese have often killed themselves, or of...

...To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death." 3 It is natural to the unrenewed. [11490] At the end of the longest and greenest avenue of life they...

...spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death." Measure for Measure, act Hi., sc. I. We have here, in the expression "delighted spirit," a difficulty...

...it were damnable, he, being so wise, Why would he for the momentary trick Be perdurably fined ? Oh, Isabel ! Isab. What says my brother ? Claud. Death...most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury, or imprisonment Can lay on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death. . Isab. Alas ! alas ! Claud....

...damnable, he, being so wise, Why would he for the momentary trick Be perdurably fined ? Oh, Isabel ! Claud. Death is a fearful thing. Isab. And shamed...most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury, or imprisonment Can lay on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death. Isab. Alas ! alas ! Claud....

...If it were damnable, he being so wise, Why would he for the momentary trick Be perdurably fin'd ? O Isabel ! Isab. What says my brother ? Claud. Death...paradise To what we fear of death. Isab. Alas ! alas ! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live. >8i 'MEASURE FOR MEASURE ACT ra What sin you do to save a brother's...

...death we fear, That makes these odds all even. CLAUDIO. Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. SHAKSPEBE Measure for Measure MY SLAIN THIS sweet child which hath climbed upon my knee, This amber-haired,...

...To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death. Delton. What variety of pause and flow ! Here is no measured mechanical trick of versification, but...