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... head above the stars , now tread- ing with fairy feet among flowers , now winnow- ing the air with winged words - passing from Duns Scotus to Jacob Behmen , from the Kan- tean philosophy to a conundrum , and from the Apocalypse to an ...
... head above the stars , now tread- ing with fairy feet among flowers , now winnow- ing the air with winged words - passing from Duns Scotus to Jacob Behmen , from the Kan- tean philosophy to a conundrum , and from the Apocalypse to an ...
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... head , and cunning winks to see the knave , by his own good leave , transformed into a saint . " Doubtless , the pleasure is as great In being cheated , as to cheat . " In all cases , there seems a sort of compromise , a principle of ...
... head , and cunning winks to see the knave , by his own good leave , transformed into a saint . " Doubtless , the pleasure is as great In being cheated , as to cheat . " In all cases , there seems a sort of compromise , a principle of ...
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... head higher than usual ( having acquired a habit of poring over books when young ) , and to get a new velvet collar to an old - fashioned great coat . These are " the graceful ornaments to the columns of a newspaper - the Corinthian ...
... head higher than usual ( having acquired a habit of poring over books when young ) , and to get a new velvet collar to an old - fashioned great coat . These are " the graceful ornaments to the columns of a newspaper - the Corinthian ...
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... head or on his shoulders . The rose on the cheek and the canker at the heart do not flourish at the same time ; and he who has much to think of , must take many things to heart ; for thought and feeling are one . He who can truly say ...
... head or on his shoulders . The rose on the cheek and the canker at the heart do not flourish at the same time ; and he who has much to think of , must take many things to heart ; for thought and feeling are one . He who can truly say ...
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... head . He has only to sacrifice to the Graces . Alcibiades threw away a flute , because the playing on it discomposed his features . Take the fine gentleman out of the common boarding - school or drawing - room accomplish- ments , 46 ON ...
... head . He has only to sacrifice to the Graces . Alcibiades threw away a flute , because the playing on it discomposed his features . Take the fine gentleman out of the common boarding - school or drawing - room accomplish- ments , 46 ON ...
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Page 43 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow, The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Page 313 - Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Page 14 - As a sick girl. Ye gods ! it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone.
Page 268 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Page 339 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Page 420 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 291 - Piety displays Her mouldering roll, the piercing eye explores New manners, and the pomp of elder days, Whence culls the pensive bard his pictured stores. Nor rough nor barren are the winding ways Of hoar Antiquity, but strewn with flowers.
Page 268 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Page 174 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Page 9 - Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit : For a patriot, too cool ; for a drudge, disobedient ; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.