Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Sources Passages and Phrases in Common UseLittle, Brown, 1881 - 864 pagina's |
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Pagina 23
... spirit have so fair a house , Good things will strive to dwell with ' t . Ibid . Gon . Here is everything ... spirits , and Are melted into air , into thin air : And , like the baseless fabric of this vision , The cloud - capp'd towers ...
... spirit have so fair a house , Good things will strive to dwell with ' t . Ibid . Gon . Here is everything ... spirits , and Are melted into air , into thin air : And , like the baseless fabric of this vision , The cloud - capp'd towers ...
Pagina 28
... cold obstruction , and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods , or to reside Measure for Measure continued . ] In thrilling regions of 28 Shakespeare .
... cold obstruction , and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods , or to reside Measure for Measure continued . ] In thrilling regions of 28 Shakespeare .
Pagina 41
... spirit chased than enjoy'd . How like a younker , or a prodigal , The scarfed bark puts from her native bay , Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind ! How like the prodigal doth she return , With over - weather'd ribs , and ragged ...
... spirit chased than enjoy'd . How like a younker , or a prodigal , The scarfed bark puts from her native bay , Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind ! How like the prodigal doth she return , With over - weather'd ribs , and ragged ...
Pagina 44
... spirit are dull as night , And his affections dark as Erebus . Let no such man be trusted . Ibid . How far that little candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world . How many things by season season'd are To their ...
... spirit are dull as night , And his affections dark as Erebus . Let no such man be trusted . Ibid . How far that little candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world . How many things by season season'd are To their ...
Pagina 72
... spirit of judgment ; But in these nice sharp quillets of the law , Good faith , I am no wiser than a daw . Delays have dangerous ends . Act ii . Sc . 4 . Act iii . Sc . 2 . She's beautiful , and therefore to be woo'd ; She is a woman ...
... spirit of judgment ; But in these nice sharp quillets of the law , Good faith , I am no wiser than a daw . Delays have dangerous ends . Act ii . Sc . 4 . Act iii . Sc . 2 . She's beautiful , and therefore to be woo'd ; She is a woman ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 86 - Romeo, and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish Sun.
Pagina 79 - Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new open'd. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
Pagina 507 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union ; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!
Pagina 70 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Pagina 298 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Pagina 57 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Pagina 44 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears : soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Pagina 92 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Pagina 191 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Pagina 212 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.