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Strana 109 - Happy the man - and happy he alone He who can call today his own, He who, secure within, can say 'Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of Fate are mine: Not Heaven itself upon the Past has power, But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.
Strana 109 - Ille potens sui Laetusque deget, cui licet in diem Dixisse ' Vixi ;' eras vel atra Nube polum pater occupato Vel sole puro; non tamen irritum 45 Quodcunque retro est, efficiet, neque Diffinget infectumque reddet Quod fugiens semel hora vexit.
Strana 142 - Amiam, che non ha tregua con gli anni umana vita, e si dilegua. Amiam, che '1 sol si muore e poi rinasce: a noi sua breve luce s'asconde, e '1 sonno eterna notte adduce.
Strana 37 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Strana 110 - We grant, although he had much wit, H' was very shy of using it, As being loth to wear it out, And therefore bore it not about, Unless on holy-days, or so, As men their best apparel do.
Strana 146 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Strana 30 - Or art thou one of gallant pride, A Soldier and no man of chaff ? Welcome ! but lay thy sword aside, And lean upon a peasant's staff. Physician art thou ? one, all eyes, Philosopher ! a fingering slave, One that...
Strana 137 - I've carried Among the wild-flowered meads to play. In our old fields of childish pleasure, Where now, as then, the cowslips blow, She fills her basket's ample measure, — And that is not ten years ago. But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till our last good-night. The ever-rolling silent hours Will bring a time we shall not know, When our young days of gathering flowers Will be an hundred years ago.
Strana 61 - Indulge genio; carpamus dulcia; nostrum est Quod vivis; cinis et manes et fabula fies. Vive memor leti; fugit hora; hoc quod loquor inde est.
Strana 15 - a curiously complicated misnomer. We have an excellent old vegetable, the artichoke, of which we eat the head ; we have another of subsequent introduction, of which we eat the root, and which we also call artichoke, because it resembles the first in flavour, although, me judice, a very inferior affair. This last is a species of the helianthus, or sunflower genus of the Syngenesia, frustranea class of plants. It is therefore a girasol, or turn-to-the-sun. From this girasol we have made Jerusalem,...

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