Laconics, Or, The Best Words of the Best Authors: In Three Volumes, 2±ÇH.G. Bohn, York Street, Covent Garden, 1856 |
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... present writers requires , together with that learning which is to be gained from books , that ex- perience which can never be attained by solitary diligence , but must arise from general converse and accurate ob- servation of the ...
... present writers requires , together with that learning which is to be gained from books , that ex- perience which can never be attained by solitary diligence , but must arise from general converse and accurate ob- servation of the ...
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... present attainments , and think it necessary to be advanced and especially in religious concerns it is so far from being pride for a man to wish himself spi- ritually better , that it is highly commendable , and what we are strongly ...
... present attainments , and think it necessary to be advanced and especially in religious concerns it is so far from being pride for a man to wish himself spi- ritually better , that it is highly commendable , and what we are strongly ...
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... present ; after which , many study rather revenge than reformation . -Fuller . LXXXIII . ' Tis urged That we corrupt youth , and traduce superiors . When do we bring a vice upon the stage , LACONICS . 21 company is pleased with it. I ...
... present ; after which , many study rather revenge than reformation . -Fuller . LXXXIII . ' Tis urged That we corrupt youth , and traduce superiors . When do we bring a vice upon the stage , LACONICS . 21 company is pleased with it. I ...
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... present An heir , that does conspire against the life Of his dear parent , numbering every hour He lives , as tedious to him ; if there be Among the auditors , one whose conscience tells him He is of the same mould , WE CANNOT HELP IT ...
... present An heir , that does conspire against the life Of his dear parent , numbering every hour He lives , as tedious to him ; if there be Among the auditors , one whose conscience tells him He is of the same mould , WE CANNOT HELP IT ...
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... present and future times . - Fitzosborne's Letters . CVII . The head has the most beautiful appearance , as well as the highest station , in a human figure . Nature has laid out all her art in beautifying the face ; she has touched it ...
... present and future times . - Fitzosborne's Letters . CVII . The head has the most beautiful appearance , as well as the highest station , in a human figure . Nature has laid out all her art in beautifying the face ; she has touched it ...
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340 ÆäÀÌÁö - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
291 ÆäÀÌÁö - O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
102 ÆäÀÌÁö - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care : Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame. Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
196 ÆäÀÌÁö - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
220 ÆäÀÌÁö - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
213 ÆäÀÌÁö - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
329 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy country's, 4 — — make use — 1 ie make interest. Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
256 ÆäÀÌÁö - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them ; and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.
188 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some say, the bee stings ; but I say, 'tis the bee's wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
220 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thou art not thyself, For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust. Happy thou art not; For what thou hast not still thou striv'st to get, And what thou hast forget'st. Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, After the moon. If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee.