De Vere: Or, The Man of Independence, Band 3Carey, Lea, and Carey, 1827 |
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... present age , pay in a private life what you owe to posterity . Write , as you have lived without passion , and build your reputation , as you build your happiness , on the foundation of truth . • Innocuas amo delicias doctamque quietam ...
... present age , pay in a private life what you owe to posterity . Write , as you have lived without passion , and build your reputation , as you build your happiness , on the foundation of truth . • Innocuas amo delicias doctamque quietam ...
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... present , find their account in it . " " Agreed ! " said De Vere , with great warmth , and conceiving higher respect than ever for his companion . " And yet , " added he with concern , " how sad is it to think of the lamentable wreck of ...
... present , find their account in it . " " Agreed ! " said De Vere , with great warmth , and conceiving higher respect than ever for his companion . " And yet , " added he with concern , " how sad is it to think of the lamentable wreck of ...
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... present humour it would not last long . My fear , after all , is , that however we may be delighted with it in books , the imagination of no one is strong enough to keep seclu- clusion warm . I might otherwise leave ambition to those ...
... present humour it would not last long . My fear , after all , is , that however we may be delighted with it in books , the imagination of no one is strong enough to keep seclu- clusion warm . I might otherwise leave ambition to those ...
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Or, The Man of Independence Robert Plumer Ward. as at present disposed , I should be inclined to enlist under him . " De Vere laughed , and said he knew of no such per- son , but , under such an alternative , would not show him if he ...
Or, The Man of Independence Robert Plumer Ward. as at present disposed , I should be inclined to enlist under him . " De Vere laughed , and said he knew of no such per- son , but , under such an alternative , would not show him if he ...
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... present ; thy fond imaginations , and the enchantments of thy sentiment - all make me bow down before the altar of thy genius , and adore thee as an Indian adores the sun . " This apostrophe , uttered with upraised hands and kindling ...
... present ; thy fond imaginations , and the enchantments of thy sentiment - all make me bow down before the altar of thy genius , and adore thee as an Indian adores the sun . " This apostrophe , uttered with upraised hands and kindling ...
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admiration ambition answered appear aunt Barèges became Bolingbroke called Castle Mowbray character charming Clayton court cousin cried dear Constance deed delightful disappointed earl Earl of Cleveland Epernon estates excited exclaimed father favour fear feelings felt Flowerdale fortune gave gentleman guardian happy Harclai heart heir male honour hope imagination interest John Cleveland justice knew Lady Clanellan Lady Constance Lady Elea Lady Eleanor least letter looked Lord Clanellan Lord Cleve Lord Cleveland Lord Mowbray Lord Oldcastle lordship marquess mean mind minister Mortimer mother never niece noble observed opinion party passed passion perhaps person pleasure pride Pyrenees racter replied De Vere retired returned Rivers seemed sentiment SHAKSPEARE Silverlock sion smile sorbing spirit stance Staroste suppose sure surprise talk tell thing thought tion title of Mowbray told truth Vere's Wentworth whole Wilmot wish word Zerlina
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Seite 28 - Under the Greenwood Tree Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Seite 107 - Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon In dim eclipse disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Seite 56 - To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by, And leave you hindmost...
Seite 16 - All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Teach thy necessity to reason thus ; There is no virtue like necessity.
Seite 270 - Yonge, a man whose fluency and readiness of speech amounted to a fault, and were often urged as a reproach, and of whom Sir Robert himself always said, that nothing but Yonge's character could keep down his parts, and nothing but his parts support his character (2).
Seite 53 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Seite 96 - And who would take the poor from providence? Like some lone chartreux stands the good old hall, Silence without, and fasts within the wall; No rafter'd roofs with dance and tabor sound, No noontide bell invites the country round; Tenants with sighs the smokeless tow'rs survey, And turn th...
Seite 40 - A mixture of a lie doth ever add pleasure. Doth any man doubt, that if there were taken out of men's minds vain opinions, flattering hopes, false valuations, imaginations as one would, and the like, but it would leave the minds of a number of men poor shrunken things, full of melancholy and indisposition, and unpleasing to themselves...
Seite 56 - For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Seite 17 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?