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PUBLIUS SYRUS : Maxim 357 . 3 Ease and speed in doing a thing do not give
the work lasting solidity or exactness of beauty . – PLUTARCH : Life of Pericles .
4 E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires . – Gray : Elegy , Stanza 23 . 5 Frieth in
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PUBLIUS SYRUS : Maxim 357 . 3 Ease and speed in doing a thing do not give
the work lasting solidity or exactness of beauty . – PLUTARCH : Life of Pericles .
4 E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires . – Gray : Elegy , Stanza 23 . 5 Frieth in
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TENNYSON : Lady Clara Vere de Vere , stanza 7 . 8 The same in Franklin's Poor
Richard . 4 See Heywood , page 9 . 6 By Chapman , Jonson , and Marston . 6
This is the famous passage that gave offence to James I. , and caused the ...
TENNYSON : Lady Clara Vere de Vere , stanza 7 . 8 The same in Franklin's Poor
Richard . 4 See Heywood , page 9 . 6 By Chapman , Jonson , and Marston . 6
This is the famous passage that gave offence to James I. , and caused the ...
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Book riii . chap . xli . stanza 53 . We thinke no greater blisse then such To be as
be we would , When blessed none but such as be The same as be they should .
Book x . chap . lix . stanza 68 . SIR RICHARD HOLLAND . O Douglas , O Douglas
!
Book riii . chap . xli . stanza 53 . We thinke no greater blisse then such To be as
be we would , When blessed none but such as be The same as be they should .
Book x . chap . lix . stanza 68 . SIR RICHARD HOLLAND . O Douglas , O Douglas
!
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Stanza 84 . Sacred religion ! mother of form and fear . Musophilus . Stanza 57 ,
And for the few that only lend their ear , That few is all the world . Stanza 97 . This
is the thing that I was born to do . Stanza 100 . And who ( in time ) knows whither
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Stanza 84 . Sacred religion ! mother of form and fear . Musophilus . Stanza 57 ,
And for the few that only lend their ear , That few is all the world . Stanza 97 . This
is the thing that I was born to do . Stanza 100 . And who ( in time ) knows whither
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Ibid . The human mortals . Act ii . Sc . 1.3 The rude sea grew civil at her song ,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea - maid's music .
Ibid . 1 Maidens withering on the stalk . - WORDSWORTH : Personal Talk , stanza
1 .
Ibid . The human mortals . Act ii . Sc . 1.3 The rude sea grew civil at her song ,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea - maid's music .
Ibid . 1 Maidens withering on the stalk . - WORDSWORTH : Personal Talk , stanza
1 .
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Términos y frases comunes
Act ii Anatomy of Melancholy angels bear beauty better blessed Book born breath Canto Chap comes dark dead dear death doth dream earth England fair fall fear feel fire flower fools give grave grow hand happy hath head heart heaven hold honour hope hour human Ibid John King land learned leave light Line live look Lord lost man's Maxim mind morning Nature never night o'er once pleasure poor proverb reason rise rose round Shakespeare sleep song soul speak Speech spirit stand Stanza stars sweet tears tell thee things THOMAS thou thought thousand tongue true truth turn virtue wind wise woman young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 315 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Página 298 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Página 83 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns and drums and wounds,— God save the mark!— And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had...
Página 623 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Página 381 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Página 155 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them...
Página 464 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Página 249 - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Página 94 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown, and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Página 231 - With thee conversing, I forget all time; All seasons, and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of Morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds : pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower...
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| Título | Familiar Quotations: A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to Their Sources in Ancient and Modern Literature |
| Autor | John Bartlett |
| Edición | 9 |
| Editor | Little, Brown,, 1891 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 24 Oct. 2007 |
| Largo | 1158 páginas |
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