The London encyclopaedia, or, Universal dictionary of science, art, literature, and practical mechanics, by the orig. ed. of the Encyclopaedia metropolitana [T. Curtis]., 第 12 卷

Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington)

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第 252 頁 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike ; yet each believes his own. Pope. The diadem, with mighty projects lined To catch renown by ruining mankind ; Is worth, with all its gold and glittering store, Just what the toy will sell for, and no more.
第 69 頁 - There is a history in all men's lives Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings he
第 49 頁 - Thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules ; but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince : instinct is a great matter. I was a coward on instinct : I shall think the better of myself and thee, during my life ; I for a valiant lion, and
第 253 頁 - The justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part.
第 262 頁 - A gown made of the finest wool ; A belt of straw, and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs; And, if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my
第 96 頁 - debate. His separate publications which at this time attracted the greatest notice, were, London, a Poem in imitation of Juvenal's third Satire; Marmor Norfolciense, or an Essay on an ancient Prophetical Inscription in Monkish Rhyme, lately discovered near Lynne in Norfolk; and a complete Vindication of the Licensers of the Stage, from the malicious and
第 49 頁 - Who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity To perish rather, swallowed up and lost, In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion
第 12 頁 - He and his faithless progeny : whose fault 1 Whose but his own ? ingrate ; he had of me All he could have : I made him just and right. Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall. Milton.
第 399 頁 - reads the words with an interrogation : ' Have I slain a man to my wounding, and a young man to my hurt?' and accordingly he paraphrases it thus : ' I have not killed a man, that I should
第 384 頁 - So dear to heaven is saintly chastity. That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt. Milton.