Ephemerides: Or, Occasional Recreations at the Sea Port Town of Tant-perd-tant-payeT.C. Newby, 1844 - 372 strani |
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Ephemerides; Or, Occasional Recreations at the Sea Port Town of Tant-Perd ... Robert Meyrick Hovenden Predogled ni na voljo - 2019 |
Ephemerides; Or, Occasional Recreations at the Sea Port Town of Tant-Perd ... Robert Meyrick Hovenden Predogled ni na voljo - 2019 |
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Stran 54 - Alas, was this too a Breath of God; bestowed in Heaven, but on earth never to be unfolded! — That there should one Man die ignorant who had capacity for Knowledge, this I call a tragedy, were it to happen more than twenty times in the minute, as by some computations it does.
Stran 52 - For us was thy back so bent, for us were thy straight limbs and fingers so deformed; thou wert our conscript, on whom the lot fell, and fighting our battles wert so marred. For in thee, too, lay a god-created form, but it was not to be unfolded; encrusted must it stand with the thick adhesions and defacements of labor; and thy body, like thy soul, was not to know freedom.
Stran 51 - Two men I honour, and no third. First, the toilworn Craftsman that with earth-made Implement laboriously conquers the earth, and makes her man's. Venerable to me is the hard Hand; crooked, coarse; wherein notwithstanding lies a cunning virtue indefeasibly royal, as of the Sceptre of this Planet.
Stran 54 - It is not because of his toils that I lament for the poor: we must all toil, or steal (howsoever we name our stealing), which is worse; no faithful workman finds his task a pastime. The poor is hungry and athirst; but for him also there is food and drink: he is heavy-laden and weary, but for him also the Heavens send Sleep, and of the deepest; in his smoky cribs, a clear dewy heaven of Rest envelops him, and fitful glitterings of cloud-skirted Dreams.
Stran 39 - As yet no one. We have more riches than any Nation ever had before; we have less good of them than any Nation ever had before. Our successful industry is hitherto unsuccessful; a strange success, if we stop here! In the midst of plethoric plenty, the people perish; with gold walls, and full barns, no man feels himself safe or satisfied.
Stran 250 - L'esprit de ce souverain juge du monde n'est pas si indépendant qu'il ne soit sujet à être troublé par le premier tintamarre qui se fait autour de lui. Il ne faut pas le bruit d'un canon pour empêcher ses pensées : il ne faut que le bruit d'une girouette ou d'une poulie. Ne vous étonnez pas s'il ne raisonne pas bien à présent ; une mouche bourdonne à ses oreilles : c'en est assez pour le rendre incapable de bon conseil.
Stran 53 - Craftsman only, but inspired Thinker, who with heaven-made Implement conquers Heaven for us! If the poor and humble toil that we have Food, must not the high and glorious toil for him in return, that he have Light, have 5 Guidance, Freedom, Immortality ? — These two, in all their degrees, I honor : all else is chaff and dust, which let the wind blow whither it listeth.
Stran 249 - Cromwell allait ravager toute la chrétienté ; la famille royale était perdue, et la sienne à jamais puissante, sans un petit grain de sable qui se mit dans son uretère. Rome même allait trembler sous lui; mais ce petit gravier s'étant mis là, il est mort, sa famille abaissée, tout en paix, et le roi rétabli 2.
Stran 243 - The most tolerable sort of revenge is for those wrongs which there is no law to remedy; but then, let a man take heed the revenge be such as there is no law to punish, else a man's enemy is still beforehand, and it is two for one.
Stran 242 - Revenge is a kind of wild justice, which the more man's nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it out. For as for the first wrong, it doth but offend the law ; but the revenge of that wrong putteth the law out of office.