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... pow'r and gold ? Behold rebellious virtue quite o'erthrown , Behold our fame , our wealth , our lives , your own . To such the plunder of a land is giv'n , When publick crimes inflame the wrath of heaven : But what , my friend , what ...
... pow'r and gold ? Behold rebellious virtue quite o'erthrown , Behold our fame , our wealth , our lives , your own . To such the plunder of a land is giv'n , When publick crimes inflame the wrath of heaven : But what , my friend , what ...
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... pow'r , Some pompous palace , or some blissful bow'r , Aghast you start , and scarce , with aching sight , Sustain th ' approaching fire's tremendous light ; Swift from pursuing horrours take your way , And leave your little ALL to ...
... pow'r , Some pompous palace , or some blissful bow'r , Aghast you start , and scarce , with aching sight , Sustain th ' approaching fire's tremendous light ; Swift from pursuing horrours take your way , And leave your little ALL to ...
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... pow'r advances pow'r ; Till conquest , unresisted , ceas'd to please , And rights , submitted , left him none to seize . At length his sov'reign frowns - the train of state Mark the keen glance , and watch the sign to hate . Where'er he ...
... pow'r advances pow'r ; Till conquest , unresisted , ceas'd to please , And rights , submitted , left him none to seize . At length his sov'reign frowns - the train of state Mark the keen glance , and watch the sign to hate . Where'er he ...
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... pow'r has praise , that virtue scarce can warm , Till fame supplies the universal charm . Yet reason frowns on war's unequal game , Where wasted nations raise a single name ; And mortgag'd states , their grandsires ' wreaths regret ...
... pow'r has praise , that virtue scarce can warm , Till fame supplies the universal charm . Yet reason frowns on war's unequal game , Where wasted nations raise a single name ; And mortgag'd states , their grandsires ' wreaths regret ...
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... pow'r , With unexpected legions bursts away , And sees defenceless realms receive his sway ; - Short sway ! fair Austria spreads her mournful charms , The queen , the beauty , sets the world in arms ; From hill to hill the beacon's ...
... pow'r , With unexpected legions bursts away , And sees defenceless realms receive his sway ; - Short sway ! fair Austria spreads her mournful charms , The queen , the beauty , sets the world in arms ; From hill to hill the beacon's ...
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Page xxvi - Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favourer of learning, I shall not be disappointed though I should conclude it, if less be possible, with less; for I have been long wakened from that dream of hope, in which I once boasted myself with so much exultation, My Lord, Your Lordship's most humble Most obedient servant, SAM. JOHNSON.
Page lxvii - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Page 5 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent? For, why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th
Page 10 - New sorrow rises as the day returns, A sister sickens, or a daughter mourns. Now kindred Merit fills the sable bier, Now lacerated Friendship claims a tear.
Page xlvi - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Page 255 - This opinion, which perhaps, prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth : those that never heard of one another, would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some, who deny it with their tongues, confess it by their fears d.
Page 7 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Page xviii - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Page 187 - The place which the wisdom or policy of antiquity had destined for the residence of the Abyssinian princes, was a spacious valley in the kingdom of Amhara, surrounded on every side by mountains, of which the summits overhang the middle part.
Page 8 - But did not chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.