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Sivu 326 - O God ! methinks, it were a happy life, " To be no better than a homely swain , " To sit upon a hill, as I do now ; •• To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
Sivu 411 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Sivu 242 - 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.
Sivu 350 - I smile, And cry, Content, to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Sivu 211 - What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted? * Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel just; * And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, * Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Sivu 20 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Sivu 219 - I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him. He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them. Comb down his hair; look, look! it stands upright, Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul. Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary Bring the strong poison that I bought of him.