The Attic Nights of Aulus Gellius, Zväzok 1

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J. Johnson, 1795
 

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Strana 133 - At fixteen years, , When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought Beyond the mark of others : our then dictator, Whom with all praife I point at, faw him fight. When with his Amazonian chin he drove The briftled lips before him ; he
Strana 254 - Well, now can I make any Joan a lady.— Good den, Sir Richard—God-a-mercy, fellow — And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names, Tis too refpe&ive, and too fociable For your
Strana 157 - 560. • The pleiads, hyads, with the northern team, And great Orion's more refulgent beam, To which, around the axle of the Iky, The bear revolving, points his golden eye, Still
Strana 241 - in pledge a confiderable quantity of plate, but was obliged to procure a nobleman to join with him as furety in a deed, binding himfelf under a great forfeiture to reftore it.
Strana 302 - he is fupported by a quick fenfe of honour and virtue in the minds of the people, by a decent reverence for the public opinion, and by a train of ufeful prejudices, combating on the fide of national manners. In a period when
Strana 54 - Authors, like coins, grow dear as they grow old; It is the ruft we value, not the gold. Chaucer's worft ribaldry is learn'd by rote,
Strana 32 - and in a moment quit The debt immenfe of endlefs gratitude, So burdenfome, ftill paying ftill to owe; Forgetful what from him I ftill receiv'd, And underftood not that a grateful mind By owing, owes not, but ftill pays, at once Indebted and difcharged.
Strana 77 - Therfites only clamour'd in the throng, Loquacious, loud, and turbulent of tongue; Aw'd by no fhame, by no refpecl; controul'd, In fcandal bufy, in reproaches bold, With witty malice ftudious to defame, Scorn all his joy, and laughter all his aim.
Strana 133 - His fword death's ftamp Where it did mark it took, from face to foot He was a thing of blood,

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