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Página 144 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Página 2 - Yet, to be just to these poor men of pelf, Each does but hate his neighbour as himself: Damn'd to the mines, an equal fate betides The slave that digs it, and the slave that hides.
Página 33 - Whom thus the meagre shadow answer'd soon : — " Go, whither fate and inclination strong Leads thee ; I shall not lag behind, nor err The way, thou leading ; such a scent I draw Of carnage, prey innumerable, and taste The savour of death from all things there that live ; Nor shall I to the work thou enterprises!
Página 70 - (saide he) "I riches read, And deeme them roote of all disquietnesse ; First got with guile, and then preserved with dread, And after spent with pride and lavishnesse, Leaving behind them griefe and heavinesse : Infinite mischiefes of them doe arize, Strife and debate, bloodshed and bitternesse. Outrageous wrong, and hellish covetize, That noble heart in great dishonour doth despize.
Página 77 - Wilmington's hands, save what remained of his own private fortune, into the amount of which he dared not inquire. CHAPTER X. Though he his house of polished marble build, Yet shall it ruin like the moth's frail cell, Or shed's of reeds, which summer's heat repel. SANDYS. " A PRETTY affair that fine genius Wilmington has made of his Melwyn Mine," said Estcourt to Jones, one morning.
Página 51 - It will make a man honest ; it will make him a hero; it will make him a saint. It is the state of the just dealing with the just, the magnanimous with the magnanimous, the sincere with the sincere, man with man. And it is well said by another poet, — " Why love among the virtues is not known, It is that love contracts them all in one.
Página 289 - ... spied him againe coming towards him, he sent him the verses by one of his servants : the scholler courteously tooke, and read them, not only with a loude voyce, but with pleasing jesture and amiable countenance, praysing them with wonderfull admiration ; and thereupon, coming nearer to the gentleman, he put his hand into his pocket, and pulled out a few single two-pences, and offered them unto him, saying : It is no reward for your estate (right worshipfull), but if I had more, more would I give...