T. Lucretius Carus,: Of the Nature of Things, in Six Books, Translated Into English Verse;J. Matthews, 1714 - 402 strán (strany) |
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... fome will blame , and perhaps cenfure me feverely , for having beftow'd fo much Time and Labour on an impious Poet : For this , will they say , is that very Lucretius , who believes , and endeavours all be can to prove , the human Soul ...
... fome will blame , and perhaps cenfure me feverely , for having beftow'd fo much Time and Labour on an impious Poet : For this , will they say , is that very Lucretius , who believes , and endeavours all be can to prove , the human Soul ...
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... fome placing it in one Year , fome in another : in which , as in moft Things elfe , the Authours , who have deliver'd it down to us , make good that inverted Taunt of Seneca ; who in his Treatife , De morte Claudij , fays : Citius inter ...
... fome placing it in one Year , fome in another : in which , as in moft Things elfe , the Authours , who have deliver'd it down to us , make good that inverted Taunt of Seneca ; who in his Treatife , De morte Claudij , fays : Citius inter ...
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... fome of his Verfes are , perhaps , wanting : for , as with almost all the antient Authours ; fo more especially with this Poet , fome have affum'd to themselves too great a Liberty , and alter'd , added , or taken away many Things , as ...
... fome of his Verfes are , perhaps , wanting : for , as with almost all the antient Authours ; fo more especially with this Poet , fome have affum'd to themselves too great a Liberty , and alter'd , added , or taken away many Things , as ...
Strana 11
... fome un- ufual Sallies , be the ftrongest Argument of his own Opinion : for it feems impoffible that fome Things , which he delivers , should proceed from Reason and Judgment ; or from any other Caufe , but Chance , and unthinking ...
... fome un- ufual Sallies , be the ftrongest Argument of his own Opinion : for it feems impoffible that fome Things , which he delivers , should proceed from Reason and Judgment ; or from any other Caufe , but Chance , and unthinking ...
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... fome who write , that the Poem of Lucretius was corrected by Tully : It is not therefore impro- bable , that , by reafon of his fuddain Death , he left it uncorrect and imperfect . Quinctus , the Brother of Cicero held in high Efteem ...
... fome who write , that the Poem of Lucretius was corrected by Tully : It is not therefore impro- bable , that , by reafon of his fuddain Death , he left it uncorrect and imperfect . Quinctus , the Brother of Cicero held in high Efteem ...
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Strana 302 - Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage. Far off from these, a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls...
Strana 302 - Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
Strana 283 - ... with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse, and, while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.
Strana 200 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Strana 98 - The institution has, indeed, continued to our own time ; the garret is still the usual receptacle of the philosopher and poet ; but this, like many ancient customs, is perpetuated only by an accidental imitation, without knowledge of the original reason for which it was established.
Strana 11 - He is everywhere confident of his own reason, and assuming an absolute command, not only over his vulgar reader, but even his patron Memmius. For he is always bidding him attend as if he had the rod over him, and using a magisterial authority while he instructs him.
Strana 138 - High as the Mother of the Gods in place, And proud, like her, of an immortal race. Then, when in pomp she makes the Phrygian round, With golden turrets on her temples crown'd; A hundred gods her sweeping train supply; Her offspring all, and all command the sky.
Strana 206 - The next, in place and punishment, are they Who prodigally throw their souls away; Fools, who, repining at their wretched state, And loathing anxious life, suborn'd their fate. With late repentance now they would retrieve The bodies they forsook, and wish to live; Their pains and poverty desire to bear, To view the light of heav'n, and breathe the vital air: But fate forbids; the Stygian floods oppose, And with nine circling streams the captive souls inclose.
Strana 100 - And craves no more than undisturb'd delight: Which minds unmix'd with cares, and fears, obtain; A Soul serene, a body void of pain. So little this corporeal frame requires; So bounded are our natural desires, That wanting all, and setting pain aside, With bare privation sence is satisfied.
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