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The Poetical Works of Matthew Prior: With Memoir and Critical Dissertation
Prikaz kratkega opisa - 1879
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Stran 327 - And the priests could not enter into the house of the Lord, because the glory of the Lord had filled the Lord's house.
Stran 273 - He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
Stran 327 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was : and the spirit shall return unto GOD Who gave it.
Stran 273 - And further, by these, my son, be admonished : of making many books there is no end ; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
Stran 215 - And, finishing its act, exists no more : Thus in obedience to what heaven decrees, Knowledge shall fail, and prophecy shall cease ; But lasting Charity's more ample sway, Nor bound by time, nor subject to decay, In happy triumph shall for ever live, And endless good diffuse, and endless praise receive.
Stran 273 - I communed with mine own heart, saying, Lo, I am come to great estate, and have gotten more wisdom than all they that have been before me in Jerusalem: yea, my heart had great experience of wisdom and knowledge.
Stran 139 - Mov'd in the orb, pleas'd with the chimes, The foolish creature thinks he climbs: But here or there, turn wood or wire, He never gets two inches higher. So fares it with those merry blades, That frisk it under Pindus
Stran 214 - Not soon provoked, she easily forgives, And much she suffers, as she much believes. Soft peace she brings wherever she arrives ; She builds our quiet, as she forms our lives ; Lays the rough paths of peevish nature even, And opens in each heart a little heaven.