Polyanthea: librorum Vetustiorum, Italicorum, Gallicorum, Hispanicorum, Anglicanorum, et Latinorum

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Typis G. Fick, 1822 - 464 strán (strany)

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Strana 46 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear : Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Strana 45 - It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
Strana 45 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Strana 46 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Strana viii - Licence they mean when they cry Liberty; For who loves that must first be wise and good ; But from that mark how far they rove we see, For all this waste of wealth and loss of blood.
Strana 231 - Le blason des armoiries de tous les chevaliers de l'ordre de la Toison d'or...
Strana 450 - Of his intellectual character, the constituent and fundamental principle was Good Sense, a prompt and intuitive perception of consonance and propriety. He saw immediately, of his own conceptions, what was to be chosen, and what to be rejected ; and, in the works of others, what was to be shunned, and what was to be copied. But good sense alone is a sedate and quiescent quality, which manages its possessions well, but does not increase them; it collects...
Strana 363 - France ruinée sous le règne de Louis XIV, par qui et comment, avec les moyens de la rétablir en peu de temps...
Strana 446 - Every reader of this journal must have been impressed with the words which conclude his notice of the Vale of Grasmere: — " Not a single red tile, no flaring gentleman's house or garden-wall, breaks in upon the repose of this little unsuspected paradise; but all is peace, rusticity, and happy poverty, in its neatest and most becoming attire.
Strana 190 - The spur that the clear spirit doth raise, . < To scorn delights, and live laborious days.

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