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Teokset Teokset 101 - 110 / 122 haulle How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause....
" How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure ! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find : With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of... "
The Mégha Dúta, Or, Cloud Messenger: A Poem, in the Sanscrit Language - Sivu 171
tekijä(t) Kālidāsa - 1814 - 177 sivua
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Traveller

Oliver Goldsmith - 1910 - 96 sivua
...restrain, How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure ! 430 Still to ourselves, in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find: With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy. The lifted...

A Dictionary of Quotations from English and American Poets

Henry George Bohn - 1911 - 761 sivua
...necessity. Our voluntary service He requires, Not our necessitated. 651 Milton : Par. Lost. Bk. v. Line 524. Still to ourselves in every place consigned Our own felicity we make or find. 652 Goldsmith: Traveller. Line 431. Follow thou thy choice. 653 William Cullen Bryant : Alcayde of...

Goldsmith's The Deserted Village: The Traveller; Gray's Elegy in a Country ...

Oliver Goldsmith - 1916 - 86 sivua
...restrain, How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure I 430 Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find : With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domest1c joy. The lifted...

English Poets of the Eighteenth Century

Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - 364 sivua
...restrain, How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure I Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find: With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy; The lifted...

The Naturalist in a Boarding School

William A. Murrill - 1919 - 276 sivua
...of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all. Sir Henry Wotton Virtue alone is happiness below. Pope Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. Samuel Johnson Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call today his own; He who, secure within,...

The Complete Works of Brann, the Iconoclast ...

William Cowper Brann - 1919
...CONNOLLY. How small of all that human hearts endure That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. — Dr. Samuel Johnson. THERE is something admirably rugged and encouragingly practical in the sentiments...

HOYT'S NEW CYCLOPEDIA OF PRACTICAL QUOTATIONS

KATE LOUISE ROBERTS - 1922
...191. 2 How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! y? Why in the lone wood sings it sad, when the bright Full moon beams upon it With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy. GOLDSMITH—...

Government and the People

Joseph Ragland Long - 1922 - 464 sivua
...himself. "How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find." Questions 1. What are the objects of government as set forth in the Preamble to the Constitution? As...

Romanticism: Points of View

Robert F. Gleckner - 1975 - 346 sivua
...opinion : How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure ! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. But now it seemed to many . . . that the revolution against the king and the old laws would cure everything...
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Ethnomusicology and Modern Music History

Stephen Blum, Philip Vilas Bohlman, Daniel M. Neuman - 1993 - 322 sivua
...Helen Myers How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. — Samuel Johnson, Lines Added to Goldsmith's Traveller "Well, your ancestors came from India, true?"...
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