The Speaker: Or, Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers,: And Disposed Under Proper Heads, with a View to Facilitate the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking. : To which is Prefixed An Essay on ElocutionJ. Johnson, 1785 - 405ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... to pafs over a tranfgreffion . MONEY , like manure , does no good till it is fpread . There is no real ufe of riches , except in the diftribution : the reft is all conceit . Cz A WISE A WISE man will defire no more than what he.
... to pafs over a tranfgreffion . MONEY , like manure , does no good till it is fpread . There is no real ufe of riches , except in the diftribution : the reft is all conceit . Cz A WISE A WISE man will defire no more than what he.
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... WISE man will defire no more than what he may get justly , ufe foberly , diftribute cheerfully , and live upon con- tentedly . A CONTENTED mind , and a good confcience , will make a man happy in all conditions . He knows not how to fear ...
... WISE man will defire no more than what he may get justly , ufe foberly , diftribute cheerfully , and live upon con- tentedly . A CONTENTED mind , and a good confcience , will make a man happy in all conditions . He knows not how to fear ...
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... WISE man will fear in every thing . He that contemn- eth fmall things , fhall fall by little and little . A RICH man beginning to fall is held up of his friends ; but a poor man being down is thruft away by his friends ; when a rich man ...
... WISE man will fear in every thing . He that contemn- eth fmall things , fhall fall by little and little . A RICH man beginning to fall is held up of his friends ; but a poor man being down is thruft away by his friends ; when a rich man ...
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375 ÆäÀÌÁö - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy...
298 ÆäÀÌÁö - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
213 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
327 ÆäÀÌÁö - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
402 ÆäÀÌÁö - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain : Bacchus...
376 ÆäÀÌÁö - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
274 ÆäÀÌÁö - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
255 ÆäÀÌÁö - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
378 ÆäÀÌÁö - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
395 ÆäÀÌÁö - tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. But 'tis not so above: There is no shuffling; there the action lies In his true nature; and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, To give in evidence.