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第 118 頁 - Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say, Have ye not seen us walking every day? Was there a tree about which did not know The love betwixt us two? Henceforth, ye gentle trees, for ever fade ; Or your sad branches thicker join, And into darksome shades combine, Dark as the grave wherein my friend is laid...
第 203 頁 - ... and to command them victoriously at last; to overrun each corner of the three nations, and overcome with equal facility both the riches of the south and the poverty of the north; to be feared and courted by all foreign princes, and adopted a brother to the gods of the earth; to call together parliaments with a word of his pen.
第 204 頁 - ... them; and lastly (for there is no end of all the particulars of his glory) to bequeath all this with one word to his posterity ; to die with peace at home, and triumph abroad ; to be buried among kings, and with more than regal solemnity ; and to leave a name behind him, not to be extinguished...
第 139 頁 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
第 20 頁 - In the next place, I have cast away all such pieces as I wrote during the time of the late troubles, with any relation to the differences that caused them ; as among others, three Books of the Civil War it self...
第 319 頁 - That pleasure was the chiefest good (And was, perhaps, i'th' right, if rightly understood), His life he to his doctrine brought, And in a garden's shade that sovereign pleasure sought : Whoever a true epicure would be, May there find cheap and virtuous luxury.
第 365 頁 - I had before written a shrewd prophecy against myself, and I think Apollo inspired me in the truth, though not in the elegance of it. Thou, neither great at court nor in the war, Nor at th...
第 350 頁 - The patriarchs before the flood, who enjoyed almost such a life, made, we are sure, less stores for the maintaining of it ; they, who lived nine hundred years, scarcely provided for a few days ; we, who live but a few days, provide at least for nine hundred years. What a...
第 280 頁 - When sound in every other part, Her sacrifice is found without an heart. For the last tempest of my death Shall sigh out that too, with my breath. That the chaos was harmonized, has been recited of old ; but whence the different sounds arose remained for a modern to discover : Th...