The Philomathesian, Svazek 1Middlebury College, 1834 - Počet stran: 380 |
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... friend . " " Madman ! Liar ! that thou art ! " Aye , strike and bury your axe in my brains . Frimly and un- dnuntedly I receive my death blow ; and when the tyrant bleeds by that same arm , deign to think on the death of the madman For ...
... friend . " " Madman ! Liar ! that thou art ! " Aye , strike and bury your axe in my brains . Frimly and un- dnuntedly I receive my death blow ; and when the tyrant bleeds by that same arm , deign to think on the death of the madman For ...
Strana 21
... friends , how now ? Whence comest thou , in that sad garb ? Antony . - Most noble Cæsar , I am straight from Rome ... friend . Tully shall know His sad mistake , and equity shall reign in Rome . But leave me now . Repair unto thy camp- I ...
... friends , how now ? Whence comest thou , in that sad garb ? Antony . - Most noble Cæsar , I am straight from Rome ... friend . Tully shall know His sad mistake , and equity shall reign in Rome . But leave me now . Repair unto thy camp- I ...
Strana 23
... friends , and over his head has waved the tomahawk of threatening death . He has heard the war - hoop and the wild ... friend . ' Tis the friend who heard my infant signs who watched over and shielded me when helpless and dependant - who ...
... friends , and over his head has waved the tomahawk of threatening death . He has heard the war - hoop and the wild ... friend . ' Tis the friend who heard my infant signs who watched over and shielded me when helpless and dependant - who ...
Strana 24
... friend , and then indulge one fond regret -- one sad recollection . Call up in long re- view the whole history of virtue and gentleness , and the thousand endearments lavished upon you , almost unheeded and forgotton . Dwell upon the ...
... friend , and then indulge one fond regret -- one sad recollection . Call up in long re- view the whole history of virtue and gentleness , and the thousand endearments lavished upon you , almost unheeded and forgotton . Dwell upon the ...
Strana 25
... friend , that I have so long lingered upon this unpleasant scene . It is that which lies nearest my heart , and tho ' full of sadness and gloom , it is with reluctance I leave it for bright- er scenes and livelier meditations . * ' Twas ...
... friend , that I have so long lingered upon this unpleasant scene . It is that which lies nearest my heart , and tho ' full of sadness and gloom , it is with reluctance I leave it for bright- er scenes and livelier meditations . * ' Twas ...
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Strana 113 - For, wit lying most in the assemblage of ideas, and putting those together with quickness and variety wherein can be found any resemblance or congruity, thereby to make up pleasant pictures and agreeable visions in the fancy...
Strana 365 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Strana 25 - If thou art a child, and hast ever added a sorrow to the soul, or a furrow to the silvered brow of an affectionate parent ; if thou art a husband, and hast ever caused the fond bosom that ventured its whole happiness in thy arms, to doubt one moment of thy kindness or thy truth...
Strana 25 - ... if thou art a lover and hast ever given one unmerited pang to that true heart which now lies cold and still beneath thy feet — then be sure that every unkind look, every ungracious word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul...
Strana 275 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain. And drinking largely sobers us again.
Strana 73 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Strana 321 - And censure freely who have written well. Authors are partial to their wit, 'tis true, But are not critics to their judgment too?
Strana 368 - Here rest the great and good — here they repose After their generous toil. A sacred band, They take their sleep together, while the year Comes with its early flowers to deck their graves, And gathers them again, as winter frowns. Theirs is no vulgar sepulchre ; green sods Are all their monument ; and yet it tells A nobler history than pillared piles, Or the eternal pyramids. They need No statue nor inscription to reveal Their greatness.
Strana 24 - But the grave of those we loved — what a place for meditation ! There it is that we call up in long review the whole history of virtue and gentleness, and the thousand endearments lavished upon us almost unheeded in the daily intercourse of intimacy ; there it is that we dwell upon the tenderness, the solemn, awful tenderness of the parting scene.
Strana 369 - Still let them strive— when he collects his might, He will assert his right. The spirit cannot always sleep in dust, Whose essence is ethereal ; they may try To darken and degrade it ; it may rust Dimly awhile, but cannot wholly die ; And, when it wakens, it will send its fire Intenser forth and higher.