The Handbook of QuotationsSully and Kleinteich, 1913 - 250 páginas |
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... Shakespeare : Macbeth . Who does the best his circumstance allows , Does well , acts nobly , -angels could no more . Young : Night Thoughts . How slow the time To the warm soul , that 10 The Handbook of Quotations 31 Abstinence 220 ...
... Shakespeare : Macbeth . Who does the best his circumstance allows , Does well , acts nobly , -angels could no more . Young : Night Thoughts . How slow the time To the warm soul , that 10 The Handbook of Quotations 31 Abstinence 220 ...
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... Shakespeare : 3 Henry VI . Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head . Advice , Counsel . Shakespeare : As You Like It . Let me entreat You to unfold the anguish ...
... Shakespeare : 3 Henry VI . Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head . Advice , Counsel . Shakespeare : As You Like It . Let me entreat You to unfold the anguish ...
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... Shakespeare : Hamlet . Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty . Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace , To silence envious tongues . Shakespeare : Henry VIII . Age , Old Age ...
... Shakespeare : Hamlet . Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty . Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace , To silence envious tongues . Shakespeare : Henry VIII . Age , Old Age ...
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... Shakespeare : As You Like It . Age cannot wither her . Shakespeare : Antony and Cleopatra . Why grieve that Time has brought so soon The sober age of manhood on ? As idly should I weep at noon To see the blush of morning gone . Bryant ...
... Shakespeare : As You Like It . Age cannot wither her . Shakespeare : Antony and Cleopatra . Why grieve that Time has brought so soon The sober age of manhood on ? As idly should I weep at noon To see the blush of morning gone . Bryant ...
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... Shakespeare : Henry VIII . " To reign is worth ambition , though in hell : Better to reign in hell , than serve in heaven . " Milton : Paradise Lost . Oh , sons of earth ! attempt ye still to rise , By mountains pil'd on mountains , to ...
... Shakespeare : Henry VIII . " To reign is worth ambition , though in hell : Better to reign in hell , than serve in heaven . " Milton : Paradise Lost . Oh , sons of earth ! attempt ye still to rise , By mountains pil'd on mountains , to ...
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Página 130 - Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Página 54 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 174 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Página 55 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Página 13 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Página 53 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Página 61 - STERN Daughter of the Voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove ; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe, From vain temptations dost set free, And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Página 150 - Let me play the Fool: With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
Página 177 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Página 64 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...