Bentley's Miscellany, Zväzok 18

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Richard Bentley, 1845
 

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Strana 381 - All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave? All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence — ripen, fall, and cease: Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease.
Strana 459 - Refined policy ever has been the parent of confusion ; and ever will be so, as long as the world endures. Plain good intention, which is as easily discovered at the first view, as fraud is surely detected at last, is, let me say, of no mean force in the government of mankind.
Strana 51 - Honours best thrive, When rather from our acts we them derive Than our fore-goers...
Strana 227 - ... nothing will supply the want of prudence; and that negligence and irregularity, long continued, will make knowledge useless, wit ridiculous, and genius contemptible.
Strana 382 - Which will not leave the myrrh-bush on the height; To hear each other's whisper'd speech; Eating the Lotos day by day, To watch the crisping ripples on the beach, And tender curving lines of creamy spray; To lend our hearts and spirits wholly To the influence of mild-minded melancholy...
Strana 544 - At our feast we had a play called Twelve Night, or What you Will, much like the Comedy of Errors, or Menechmi in Plautus, but most like and neere to that in Italian called Inganni.
Strana 196 - Birde as it perch'd upon a bier ; That joyous smile was gone, And the face was white and wan, As the downe upon the Swan Doth appear, As I laye a-thynkynge — oh ! bitter flow'd the tear ! As I laye a-thynkynge, the golden sun was sinking.
Strana 56 - Hold, Lady Sneerwell — before you go, let me thank you for the trouble you and that gentleman have taken, in writing letters from me to Charles, and answering them yourself; and let me also request you to make my respects to the scandalous college, of which you are president, and inform them, that Lady Teazle, licentiate, begs leave to return the diploma they granted her, as she leaves off practice, and kills characters no longer.
Strana 65 - Lay not too much upon the back of a poor gentleman who desires, without much noise, to lay down his life, and bleed the last drop to serve the Cause and you.
Strana 378 - ... here we go up, up, up ; here we go down, down, down.

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