Familiar Quotations: A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to Their Sources in Ancient and Modern LiteratureLittle, Brown,, 1891 - 1158 pagina's |
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Pagina 24
... youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurned , But spurned in vain ; youth waneth by encreasing . Sonnet . Polyhymnia . 1 Let us consider the reason of the case . For nothing is law that is not reason . - SIR JOHN POWELL : Coggs vs ...
... youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurned , But spurned in vain ; youth waneth by encreasing . Sonnet . Polyhymnia . 1 Let us consider the reason of the case . For nothing is law that is not reason . - SIR JOHN POWELL : Coggs vs ...
Pagina 26
... youth , our joys , our all we have , And pays us but with age 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 ...
... youth , our joys , our all we have , And pays us but with age 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 ...
Pagina 43
... the bee sucks , there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie . Merrily , merrily shall I live now , Under the blossom that hangs on the bough . Ibid . Ibid . Home - keeping youth have ever homely wits . The SHAKESPEARE . 43.
... the bee sucks , there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie . Merrily , merrily shall I live now , Under the blossom that hangs on the bough . Ibid . Ibid . Home - keeping youth have ever homely wits . The SHAKESPEARE . 43.
Pagina 45
... . Like a fair house , built on another man's ground . Ibid . We have some salt of our youth in us . Sc . 3 . 1 Familiarity breeds contempt . - PUBLIUS SYRUS : Maxim 640 . I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.1 The SHAKESPEARE . 45.
... . Like a fair house , built on another man's ground . Ibid . We have some salt of our youth in us . Sc . 3 . 1 Familiarity breeds contempt . - PUBLIUS SYRUS : Maxim 640 . I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.1 The SHAKESPEARE . 45.
Pagina 88
... youth . Ibid . For my voice , I have lost it with halloing and singing of anthems . Ibid . It was alway yet the trick of our English nation , if they have a good thing to make it too common . Ibid . I were better to be eaten to death ...
... youth . Ibid . For my voice , I have lost it with halloing and singing of anthems . Ibid . It was alway yet the trick of our English nation , if they have a good thing to make it too common . Ibid . I were better to be eaten to death ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 315 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Pagina 298 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Pagina 83 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns and drums and wounds,— God save the mark!— And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had...
Pagina 623 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Pagina 381 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Pagina 155 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them...
Pagina 464 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Pagina 249 - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Pagina 94 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown, and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Pagina 231 - With thee conversing, I forget all time; All seasons, and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of Morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds : pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower...