Polyanthos, Volume 4J.T. Buckingham, 1807 |
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... short sketch in particular , who was not contemporary with its subject , re- grets that he has not materials to fill up and complete the outline he has formed . The Rev. MATHER BYLES was descended from a respectable family , and was ...
... short sketch in particular , who was not contemporary with its subject , re- grets that he has not materials to fill up and complete the outline he has formed . The Rev. MATHER BYLES was descended from a respectable family , and was ...
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... short time in Boston , but short as the time has been , I have discovered thousands of our brethren in every place - Yes , I find swarms 74 THE POLYANTHOS .
... short time in Boston , but short as the time has been , I have discovered thousands of our brethren in every place - Yes , I find swarms 74 THE POLYANTHOS .
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... short ex- tract , in which he will observe not only hand- some versification , but two celebrated passages well rendered . Sat. 3d . Produce a witness of unsullied fame , A Scipio , Numa , or His honoured name , Who sav'd Minerva from ...
... short ex- tract , in which he will observe not only hand- some versification , but two celebrated passages well rendered . Sat. 3d . Produce a witness of unsullied fame , A Scipio , Numa , or His honoured name , Who sav'd Minerva from ...
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... short , whatever gives birth to any of the kindly affections , may be productive of personal predilections , and terminate in love both as an affection and a passion . Othello says of Des- demona , ... , She lov'd me for the dangers I ...
... short , whatever gives birth to any of the kindly affections , may be productive of personal predilections , and terminate in love both as an affection and a passion . Othello says of Des- demona , ... , She lov'd me for the dangers I ...
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... short pause , made this memorable answer : I was born a Prince ; I am become a King ; and I will not use the power that I possess , to the ruin of my trade . I was born to command - and the peo- ple are born to obey . ' OBSERVATIONS ON ...
... short pause , made this memorable answer : I was born a Prince ; I am become a King ; and I will not use the power that I possess , to the ruin of my trade . I was born to command - and the peo- ple are born to obey . ' OBSERVATIONS ON ...
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Page 266 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate: Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 282 - 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? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Page 267 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care : Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame: Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Page 35 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree. Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were ye born to be An hour or half's delight, And so to bid good-night? 'Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth. And lose you quite.
Page 267 - Crabbed age and youth cannot live together Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare; Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and age is tame. Age, I do abhor thee; youth, I do adore thee; O, my love, my love is young! Age, I do defy thee: O, sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st too long.
Page 63 - how the world wags: Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Page 267 - The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar, now, See where the victor victim bleeds ! All heads must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.
Page 161 - Compared to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly) ; But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze, Than on the sun in July. Her mouth so small, when she does speak, Thou'dst swear her teeth her words did break, That they might passage get ; But she so handled still the matter, They came as good as ours, or better, And are not spent a whit. Passion o
Page 200 - I did their burning rays behold, Nor voice, whose sounds more strange effects do show Than of the Thracian harper have been told. Look to this dying lily, fading rose, Dark hyacinth, of late whose blushing beams Made all the neighbouring...
Page 268 - A School for Scandal! tell me, I beseech you, Needs there a school this modish art to teach you? No need of lessons now, the knowing think; We might as well be taught to eat and drink. Caused by a dearth of scandal, should the vapours Distress our fair ones — let them read the papers; Their powerful mixtures such disorders hit; Crave what you will — there's quantum sufficit. "Lord!