Stultifera Navis; ...: The Modern Ship of FoolsW. Miller, 1807 - Počet stran: 295 |
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... fame . issued from the press , who serapid sale has but too evi- dently indicated the TASTE of the present times . Of some productions of this nature , concerning which we may ex- claim with Horace , Versus inopes rerum , nugæque canoræ ...
... fame . issued from the press , who serapid sale has but too evi- dently indicated the TASTE of the present times . Of some productions of this nature , concerning which we may ex- claim with Horace , Versus inopes rerum , nugæque canoræ ...
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... fame : And teach her children that a spotless life Entails bliss here - hereafter a good name . THE POET'S CHORUS TO FOOLS . Come , trim the boat , row on each Rara Avis . Crowds flock to man my Stultifera Navis . SECTION VIII . OF ...
... fame : And teach her children that a spotless life Entails bliss here - hereafter a good name . THE POET'S CHORUS TO FOOLS . Come , trim the boat , row on each Rara Avis . Crowds flock to man my Stultifera Navis . SECTION VIII . OF ...
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... fame . He stands the champion of the sacred cause ; And by his deeds endears religion's name . THE POET'S CHORUS TO FOOLS . Come , trim the boat , row on each Rara Avis , Crowds flock to man my Stultifera Navis . and towering priests ...
... fame . He stands the champion of the sacred cause ; And by his deeds endears religion's name . THE POET'S CHORUS TO FOOLS . Come , trim the boat , row on each Rara Avis , Crowds flock to man my Stultifera Navis . and towering priests ...
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... fame ; But when they thought the goal to hit , The shaft rebounded to their shame . For oft derision's laugh hath yielded place ; To silly shame , so fitting folly's face . * There is no vice more prevalent than the above , which ; not ...
... fame ; But when they thought the goal to hit , The shaft rebounded to their shame . For oft derision's laugh hath yielded place ; To silly shame , so fitting folly's face . * There is no vice more prevalent than the above , which ; not ...
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... fame On thoughts of pedigree and boasted birth ; The noblest title is an honest name ; For , after all , our common parent's earth . Duke of , " exclaimed my friend . " Impossible , " answered I , glancing at the arms emblazoned on the ...
... fame On thoughts of pedigree and boasted birth ; The noblest title is an honest name ; For , after all , our common parent's earth . Duke of , " exclaimed my friend . " Impossible , " answered I , glancing at the arms emblazoned on the ...
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Stultifera Navis: Or, the Modern Ship of Fools William Henry Ireland Náhled není k dispozici. - 2015 |
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aëre Alexander Barclay Alice Pearce bard bells boast brain Canst thou cause certainly CHORUS TO FOOLS common sense conceived Crowds flock dame death decency disgrace display doth ev'ry exclaim eyes fam'd fame famous fashion feel folly FOOLISH fortune frequently give Goddess of Fools gold harlot's hath head hear Heaven honour Horace human idiot instance irreligion John Perrot justly King L'ENVOY labour ladle lady laugh lines live Lord mind nature naught ne'er never noble o'er pain passion pleasure POET POET'S CHORUS Praise of Folly present prove quod rage Rara Avis reader reason respect score scorn SECTION Shakspeare shame Ship of Fools smile SOLOMON speaking species stanza Stultifera Navis thee thine thing thro thyself tion tongue trim the boat truth vice Voltaire votaries wear wearers wisdom wise words youth
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Strana 12 - The hoary head is a crown of glory, if it be found in the way of righteousness.
Strana 133 - 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...
Strana 196 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Strana 245 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Strana 164 - ... we make guilty of our disasters, the sun, the moon, and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity; fools, by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on : An admirable evasion of whore-master man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
Strana 164 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Strana xx - Quid verum atque decens euro et rogo, et omnis in hoc sum ; Condo et compono quae mox depromere possim.
Strana 207 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box...
Strana 196 - For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings : How some have been depos'd; some slain in war...
Strana 171 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.