Essays: On the Following Subjects: Celibacy, Wedlock, Seduction, Pride, Duelling, Self-murder, Lying, Detraction, Avarice, Justice, Generosity, Temperance, Excess, DeathSmart and Cowslade, 1806 - 190 strán (strany) |
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... cause of misery to children as yet unborn , through incompetence of circumstances , although in itself a very commendable reflection , yet does not amount to a sufficient apology for a life of celibacy . A famous A famous King ...
... cause of misery to children as yet unborn , through incompetence of circumstances , although in itself a very commendable reflection , yet does not amount to a sufficient apology for a life of celibacy . A famous A famous King ...
Strana 22
... causes and effects , have omitted to teach us how to cure them : they have been more careful to make us know the poison than acquaint us with the antidote . To deny to nature her feelings , were to overthrow the whole fabric of man : it ...
... causes and effects , have omitted to teach us how to cure them : they have been more careful to make us know the poison than acquaint us with the antidote . To deny to nature her feelings , were to overthrow the whole fabric of man : it ...
Strana 40
... cause of divorce , than any natural defect , any distemper , any uncleanness of body , which yet were allowed as lawful pleas by the Jewish dispensation ; no partnership can oblige persons concerned , in contradic- tion either to the ...
... cause of divorce , than any natural defect , any distemper , any uncleanness of body , which yet were allowed as lawful pleas by the Jewish dispensation ; no partnership can oblige persons concerned , in contradic- tion either to the ...
Strana 41
... cause of dissolving Matrimony , and yet allow no regard to the manners and dispositions of the parties : especially since the former may immediately be discovered ; whereas ' tis usual craftily to disguise and conceal the latter , till ...
... cause of dissolving Matrimony , and yet allow no regard to the manners and dispositions of the parties : especially since the former may immediately be discovered ; whereas ' tis usual craftily to disguise and conceal the latter , till ...
Strana 56
... cause of virtue , as too great a familiarity with it . On the other hand , those of dis- cernment and experience are apt to presume on these protections ; but the fever is caught before it is felt , and poison may be received into the ...
... cause of virtue , as too great a familiarity with it . On the other hand , those of dis- cernment and experience are apt to presume on these protections ; but the fever is caught before it is felt , and poison may be received into the ...
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affront allowed ancient Athenian Athens avarice better blood body cation cause Celibacy character chastity Christian commanded committed conscience considered contempt Council of Trent courage crime death desire disease dismal divine drachms dreadful drinking dropsies drunk drunkenness duel duelling duty effects enemies Epicureans ESSAY evil excess exposed falsehood fear feel fleep fortune friends gibbets give gouts guilty habit happiness heart hence honour human injurious instances Jews justice justly King live Lord Lycurgus mankind manner marriage married matrimony mind misery Montesquieu moral murdered nature never oaths obliged observed occa occasions parents passion person Plato Plutarch Polygamy pride principle Puffendorf punishment reason revenge Romans sacred salutary says scurvy seduction SELF-MURDER sentiments sions slander sober society Solon soul spect spirit suicide tears tell temperance thing thou thought tion truth usually valour vice Vide virtue VITAL spark Wedlock wise woman women writer
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Strana 113 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die: to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Strana 189 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. . What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul!
Strana 92 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Strana 190 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death ! where is thy sting ? The Universal Prayer FATHER of all!
Strana 172 - Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Strana 132 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Strana 171 - God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
Strana 92 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Strana 47 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die : like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.
Strana 151 - HEAVEN eternal fountain of our feelings! 'tis here I trace thee and this is thy divinity which stirs within me not that, in some sad and sickening moments, my soul shrinks back upon herself, and startles at destruction mere pomp of words!