The Preceptor: Containing a General Course of Education, Nide 1Robert Dodsley R. and J. Dodsley, 1754 |
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Tulokset 6 - 10 kokonaismäärästä 54
Sivu 26
... raise our Thoughts in Admiration of that divine Wisdom , fo far fupe- rior to our fhort Views . Unable to declare the Ufe and Ser- vice of all Things in this Universe , we are yet affur'd of the Perfection of all , and of the Juftice of ...
... raise our Thoughts in Admiration of that divine Wisdom , fo far fupe- rior to our fhort Views . Unable to declare the Ufe and Ser- vice of all Things in this Universe , we are yet affur'd of the Perfection of all , and of the Juftice of ...
Sivu 41
... raised yourselves after the Expulfion of Tar- quin , it was neither convenient nor honourable for you to yield up Part of it in Favour of the People ; but you have done it , and the whole Senate is bound by the most folemn Oaths never ...
... raised yourselves after the Expulfion of Tar- quin , it was neither convenient nor honourable for you to yield up Part of it in Favour of the People ; but you have done it , and the whole Senate is bound by the most folemn Oaths never ...
Sivu 50
... raised to the Confulfhip ? The Patricians , I am perfuaded , if they could , would deprive you of the common Light . It certainly offends them that you breathe , that you speak , that you have the Shapes of Men . Nay , but to make a ...
... raised to the Confulfhip ? The Patricians , I am perfuaded , if they could , would deprive you of the common Light . It certainly offends them that you breathe , that you speak , that you have the Shapes of Men . Nay , but to make a ...
Sivu 56
... raise new Forces . No , Soldiers , here you muft make your Stand , as if you were juft now before the Walls of Rome . Let every one reflect , that he is now to defend , not his own Perfon alone , but his Wife , his Children , his ...
... raise new Forces . No , Soldiers , here you muft make your Stand , as if you were juft now before the Walls of Rome . Let every one reflect , that he is now to defend , not his own Perfon alone , but his Wife , his Children , his ...
Sivu 85
... raised one from the Dead . They begin to talk now of our going to Nimeguen , as if it were nearer than I thought it a Month ago : When we are there , it will be time enough to tell you what I think of our coming away . Hitherto , I can ...
... raised one from the Dead . They begin to talk now of our going to Nimeguen , as if it were nearer than I thought it a Month ago : When we are there , it will be time enough to tell you what I think of our coming away . Hitherto , I can ...
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againſt alfo almoft alſo Angle becauſe befides beſt Carthaginians Circle Coaft confiderable confifts Country Courſe Cyaxares Cycle Defcribe Defign defire Deſcribe the Arch diftinguiſhed Diſtance divided Divifion Dominical Letter Eaft eafy Earth Ecliptic Empire Epocha equal eſtabliſhed exprefs faid fame fecond feems feldom fent ferve feven feveral fhall fhew fhort fhould Figure fince firft firſt fome fometimes foon fpeak ftill ftrong fuch fuppofed give given greateſt Hiftory himſelf Honour Ifland itſelf juft Julian Period King Kingdom laft lefs Mafter Manner Meaſures Medes moft moſt Mountains muft muſt myſelf neceffary Neceffity Number obferve Occafion Paffions pafs Perfians Perfon Place pleafing pleaſe Pleaſure poffible Point prefent Prince Purpoſe Raife raiſe Reafon reft rife Right Line Roman Rome Senfe ſeveral Solar Cycle ſpeak Succeffion thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thouſand thro tion Trope ufually underſtand uſed Weft whofe World yourſelf
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Sivu 61 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Sivu 58 - 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...
Sivu 26 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Sivu 26 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Sivu 56 - 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.
Sivu 65 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Sivu 26 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Sivu 419 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Sivu 65 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Sivu 67 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not ; Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.