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become better bird brings BYRON carry catch comes danger death devil ears enemy evil fair fall fault fears fire fool fortūna fortune friends gives gold grow hand happy hard hath head heart heaven horse hour keep kind leave light live look lose man's master means mind mouth multa nature Nemo never nihil nunquam omnes omnia omnis once Ovid pleasure poor praise quæ quam Quid quod rich rose SCOTT semper SHAKS sine soon sorrow speak sunt sweet teach tears TENNYSON things thou tongue truth turn vice virtue wealth wine wisdom wise wish wolf woman worth young youth
184 페이지 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
447 페이지 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
267 페이지 - The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed, To pardon or to bear it.
389 페이지 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
95 페이지 - What boots it at one gate to make defence, And at another to let in the foe, Effeminately vanquished?
91 페이지 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but...
103 페이지 - Nomentanus?" pergis pugnantia secum frontibus adversis componere. non ego avarum cum veto te fieri, vappam iubeo ac nebulonem. est inter Tanain quiddam socerumque Viselli : 105 est modus in rebus, sunt certi denique fines, quos ultra citraque nequit consistere rectum.
60 페이지 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.
441 페이지 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; — "Ye are na Mary Morison!