Dictionary of Quotations: (English)S. Sonnenschein, 1897 - 510 頁 |
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... Paradise Lost , Bk . V. , line 95 . " Better heresy of doctrine , than heresy of heart . ” WHITTIER . Mary Garvin . Better is a dinner of herbs where love is , than a stalled ox and hatred therewith . " PROVERBS . Ch . XV . , ver . 17 ...
... Paradise Lost , Bk . V. , line 95 . " Better heresy of doctrine , than heresy of heart . ” WHITTIER . Mary Garvin . Better is a dinner of herbs where love is , than a stalled ox and hatred therewith . " PROVERBS . Ch . XV . , ver . 17 ...
第 38 頁
... Paradise Lost , Book I. , line 263 . " Between the acting of a dreadful thing , And the first motion , all the interim is Like a phantasma , or a hideous dream : The genius , and the mortal instruments , Are then in council , and the ...
... Paradise Lost , Book I. , line 263 . " Between the acting of a dreadful thing , And the first motion , all the interim is Like a phantasma , or a hideous dream : The genius , and the mortal instruments , Are then in council , and the ...
第 41 頁
... Paradise Prologue , The Wanderers . " ( Our ) bounty , like a drop of water , disappears , when diffused too widely . " " GOLDSMITH . The Good - Natured Man ( Sir W. Honeywood ) , " Boyhood is a summer sun , Whose waning is the ...
... Paradise Prologue , The Wanderers . " ( Our ) bounty , like a drop of water , disappears , when diffused too widely . " " GOLDSMITH . The Good - Natured Man ( Sir W. Honeywood ) , " Boyhood is a summer sun , Whose waning is the ...
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... Paradise Regained . Bk . I. , line 222 . " By whatever name we call The ruling tyrant , Self is all in all . ” CHURCHILL . " Cæsar ? Why , he's the Jupiter of men . " The Conference , line 167 . SHAKESPEARE . Antony and Cleopatra ...
... Paradise Regained . Bk . I. , line 222 . " By whatever name we call The ruling tyrant , Self is all in all . ” CHURCHILL . " Cæsar ? Why , he's the Jupiter of men . " The Conference , line 167 . SHAKESPEARE . Antony and Cleopatra ...
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... . " SHAKESPEARE . As You Like It ( Oliver ) , Act IV . , Sc . II . " Childhood shows the man , As morning shows the day . " MILTON . Paradise Regained , Bk . IV . , line 220 . 48 CHILDHOOD - CLIME Of the UNFORGOTTEN . " Childhood.
... . " SHAKESPEARE . As You Like It ( Oliver ) , Act IV . , Sc . II . " Childhood shows the man , As morning shows the day . " MILTON . Paradise Regained , Bk . IV . , line 220 . 48 CHILDHOOD - CLIME Of the UNFORGOTTEN . " Childhood.
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第 305 頁 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
第 53 頁 - 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, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
第 189 頁 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
第 139 頁 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
第 189 頁 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
第 121 頁 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
第 227 頁 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge...
第 334 頁 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
第 170 頁 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
第 348 頁 - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell, king!