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第 58 頁 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well ; Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man...
第 7 頁 - Dear Bob, — I have not anything to leave thee, to perpetuate my memory, but two helpless girls ; look upon them, sometimes ; and think of him that was, to the last moment of his life, thine, — GEORGE FARQUHAR.
第 57 頁 - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
第 49 頁 - I hear the sound of feet ! they march this way ! Let us retire, and try if we can drown Each softer thought in sense of present danger. When love once pleads admission to our hearts (In spite of all the virtue we can boast) The woman that deliberates is lost.
第 40 頁 - But see where Lucia, at her wonted hour, Amid the cool of yon high marble arch, Enjoys the noonday breeze! Observe her, Portius; That face, that shape, those eyes, that heaven of beauty ! Observe her well, and blame me if thou canst. Par. She sees us, and advances Marc. I'll withdraw, And leave you for a while. Remember, Portius, Thy brother's life depends upon thy tongue.
第 28 頁 - Bid him disband his legions, Restore the commonwealth to liberty, Submit his actions to the public censure, And stand the judgment of a Roman senate. Bid him do this, and Cato is his friend.
第 75 頁 - Pray, sir, don't kill him: you fright me as much as him. Arch. The dog shall die, madam, for being the occasion of my disappointment. — Sirrah, this moment is your last. Gib. Sir, I'll give you two hundred pounds to spare my life. Arch. Have you no more, rascal ? Gib.
第 29 頁 - This sober conduct is a mighty virtue In lukewarm patriots. CATO. Come ! no more, Sempronius, All here are friends to Rome, and to each other. Let us not weaken still the weaker side By our divisions. SEM. Cato, my resentments Are sacrificed to Rome — I stand reproved.
第 59 頁 - The wide, the unbounded prospect, lies before me ; But shadows, clouds, and darkness, rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us, (And that there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works,) he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in, must be happy.