Recollections of a Chaperon, Svazek 2

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J. & J. Harper, 1833 - Počet stran: 320
 

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Strana 101 - So as there is as much difference between the counsel that a friend giveth, and that a man giveth himself, as there is between the counsel of a friend and of a flatterer ; for there is no such flatterer as is a man's self, and there is no such remedy against flattery of a man's self as the liberty of a friend.
Strana 106 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Strana 119 - When honour is a support to virtuous principles, and runs parallel with the laws of God and our country, it cannot be too much cherished and encouraged : but when the dictates of honour are contrary to those of religion and equity, they are the greatest depravations of human nature, by giving wrong...
Strana 149 - Concerning the Materials of seditions. It is a thing well to be considered; for the surest way to prevent seditions (if the times do bear it) is to take away the matter of them. For, if there be fuel prepared, it is hard to tell whence the spark shall come that shall set it on fire.
Strana 120 - God and our country, it cannot be too much cherished and encouraged: but when the dictates of honour are contrary to those of religion and equity, they are the greatest depravations of human nature, by giving wrong ambitions and false ideas of what is good and laudable ; and should therefore be exploded by all governments, and driven out as the bane and plague of human society.
Strana 109 - When all is done and said, in the end thus shall you find, He most of all doth bathe in bliss that hath a quiet mind; And, clear from worldly cares, to deem can be content The sweetest time in all his life in thinking to be spent. The body subject is to fickle fortune's power, And to a million of mishaps is casual every hour. And death in time doth change it to a clod of clay...

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