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HERE Health itself does live , That salt of life , which does to all a relish give ; Its
standing pleasure , and intrinsic wealth , The body ' s virtue , and the soul ' s good
fortune , health . COWLEY . Fragments . AH ! what avail the largest gifts of ...
HERE Health itself does live , That salt of life , which does to all a relish give ; Its
standing pleasure , and intrinsic wealth , The body ' s virtue , and the soul ' s good
fortune , health . COWLEY . Fragments . AH ! what avail the largest gifts of ...
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But will it not live with the living ? No . Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : -
therefore I ' ll none of it : honour is a mere scutcheon , and so ends my catechism
. Henry IV . , First Part , Act V . , s . 1 . HONOUR is like that glassy bubble That
finds ...
But will it not live with the living ? No . Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : -
therefore I ' ll none of it : honour is a mere scutcheon , and so ends my catechism
. Henry IV . , First Part , Act V . , s . 1 . HONOUR is like that glassy bubble That
finds ...
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0 , while you live , tell truth , and shame the devil . Henry IV . , First Part , Act III .
opinions in our brains makes us not one jot the more knowing , though they
happen to be true . What in them was science , is in us opiniatrety , whilst we give
up ...
0 , while you live , tell truth , and shame the devil . Henry IV . , First Part , Act III .
opinions in our brains makes us not one jot the more knowing , though they
happen to be true . What in them was science , is in us opiniatrety , whilst we give
up ...
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These favour ' d beings All but a scatter ' d few live out their time , Husbanding
that which they possess within , And go to the grave unthought of . Strongest
minds Are often those of which the noisy world Hears least . WORDSWORTH .
These favour ' d beings All but a scatter ' d few live out their time , Husbanding
that which they possess within , And go to the grave unthought of . Strongest
minds Are often those of which the noisy world Hears least . WORDSWORTH .
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... evil manners live in brass : their virtues We write in water . Henry VIII . The evil
that men do lives after them : The good is oft interred with their bones . Julius
Cæsar . For all his care and providence Is too , too SELECTIONS . Cymbeline,
Act III.
... evil manners live in brass : their virtues We write in water . Henry VIII . The evil
that men do lives after them : The good is oft interred with their bones . Julius
Cæsar . For all his care and providence Is too , too SELECTIONS . Cymbeline,
Act III.
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Página 236 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Página 326 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits, and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Página 292 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 80 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Página 132 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Página 91 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Página 124 - O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 249 - To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
Página 276 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 344 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday...
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| Título | Extracts from English Literature |
| Autor | John Rolfe |
| Editor | John Rolfe |
| Editor | Chapman and Hall, 1867 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 28 Jul. 2006 |
| Largo | 383 páginas |
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