A dictionary of quotations from the British poets, by the author of The peerage and baronetage charts, &c1824 |
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... Hatred 106 Heavens , see Providence . Holiday 109 Honesty 109 Honor 110 Hope 112 Horsemanship 113 Hospitality 113 Humility 114 Hunting 114 Hypocrisy 116 I. Ignorance Illness 121 121 Imagination Impatience Imprisonment Infidelity ...
... Hatred 106 Heavens , see Providence . Holiday 109 Honesty 109 Honor 110 Hope 112 Horsemanship 113 Hospitality 113 Humility 114 Hunting 114 Hypocrisy 116 I. Ignorance Illness 121 121 Imagination Impatience Imprisonment Infidelity ...
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... 247 Vanity Variety , see Novelty . Tears Tempest Thanks Thieves Threatening Travelling Treason Truth Tyranny V. 258 247 249 250 250 251 254 255 256 256 Vengeance , see Hatred and Revenge . PAGE . Victory xviii CONTENTS .
... 247 Vanity Variety , see Novelty . Tears Tempest Thanks Thieves Threatening Travelling Treason Truth Tyranny V. 258 247 249 250 250 251 254 255 256 256 Vengeance , see Hatred and Revenge . PAGE . Victory xviii CONTENTS .
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British poets. Vengeance , see Hatred and Revenge . PAGE . Victory Villain Virtue 259 259 259 U. Usurper 260 W. Walking 261 War , ( see also Army , Battle , and Soldier ) 261 Wealth 268 Welcome , see Meeting . Wife 268 Wit 271 Witches ...
British poets. Vengeance , see Hatred and Revenge . PAGE . Victory Villain Virtue 259 259 259 U. Usurper 260 W. Walking 261 War , ( see also Army , Battle , and Soldier ) 261 Wealth 268 Welcome , see Meeting . Wife 268 Wit 271 Witches ...
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... able for thine enemy Rather in power , than use ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence , But never tax'd for speech . Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee 6 ADVICE . Advice.
... able for thine enemy Rather in power , than use ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence , But never tax'd for speech . Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee 6 ADVICE . Advice.
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British poets. Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty . Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace , To silence envious tongues Beware Of entrance to a quarrel ; but , being in ...
British poets. Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty . Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace , To silence envious tongues Beware Of entrance to a quarrel ; but , being in ...
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Termos e frases comuns
ambition art thou bear beauty blood bosom breath Busiris Cæsar cheek clouds Coriolanus Cowper's Task crown curse dare dead death deeds Doge of Venice dost doth dread dream Dryden's Duke of Guise earth Ev'n eyes fair Fair Penitent fear fool fortune friends gentle give grace grave grief Gustavus Vasa hand Hannah More's happy hate hath Havard's head heart heaven hell honour hour Ibid Jane Shore Joanna Baillie's king Lady Jane Grey live look lord Maturin's Bertram mercy Milton's Paradise Lost mind nature ne'er never noble o'er Otway's pale Paradise Regained passion peace Philotas pity poor Rowe's Sardanapalus Scanderbeg scorn shew sigh slave sleep smile soft sorrow soul speak spirit sweet Tamerlane tears tell thee thine things Thomson's Seasons-Spring thou art thou hast thousand thro tongue Venice Preserved virtue weep wind words wretched Young's Night Thoughts youth
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Página 52 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep...
Página 7 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Página 53 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Página 238 - Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 10 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 75 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Página 46 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Página 133 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Página 126 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in ! Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin, Ay, there, look grim as hell ! Des.
Página 145 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.