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... never subdued them . " Well , sir , and what do you say to all this ? What answer do you give to all my doubts and difficulties ? There is wisdom in the mouths of babes and sucklings . What says my young meta- physician , and most ...
... never subdued them . " Well , sir , and what do you say to all this ? What answer do you give to all my doubts and difficulties ? There is wisdom in the mouths of babes and sucklings . What says my young meta- physician , and most ...
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... never saw a person in so grotesque a passion . He explained to the wretched postboy ( by the way , an elderly man ) the Pythagorean system , and declared to him that he himself might be a post- horse in another life . And he told the ...
... never saw a person in so grotesque a passion . He explained to the wretched postboy ( by the way , an elderly man ) the Pythagorean system , and declared to him that he himself might be a post- horse in another life . And he told the ...
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... never mind their interruptions . I will back you up with judicious silence . Milverton . This Ishmaelite ; his tongue , if not his hand , is against everybody . Sir Arthur . I come to the saddest part of my story . As I told you , I ...
... never mind their interruptions . I will back you up with judicious silence . Milverton . This Ishmaelite ; his tongue , if not his hand , is against everybody . Sir Arthur . I come to the saddest part of my story . As I told you , I ...
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... never anything to equal your last remark . Milverton ( who could hardly refrain from laughing ) . You see , my dear Ellesmere , one must make you know your place , while Sir Arthur is here . Ellesmere . And there is my wife follow- ing ...
... never anything to equal your last remark . Milverton ( who could hardly refrain from laughing ) . You see , my dear Ellesmere , one must make you know your place , while Sir Arthur is here . Ellesmere . And there is my wife follow- ing ...
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... never openly broken with the Gallic Church , Berenger had gone at once from mass at Leurre to the Combe Walwyn service . There- fore when he spent a Sunday at Rouen , and attended a Calvinist service in the building that the Huguenots ...
... never openly broken with the Gallic Church , Berenger had gone at once from mass at Leurre to the Combe Walwyn service . There- fore when he spent a Sunday at Rouen , and attended a Calvinist service in the building that the Huguenots ...
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Página 19 - Whosoever will be saved, before all things it is necessary, that he hold the Catholic Faith. Which Faith, except every one do keep whole and undefiled, without doubt he shall perish everlastingly.
Página 69 - It is come, I know not how, to be taken for granted, by many persons, that Christianity is not so much as a subject of inquiry ; but that it is, now at length, discovered to be fictitious. And, accordingly, they treat it as if, in the present age, this were an agreed point among all people of discernment...
Página 199 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more: Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Página 158 - GLORY of warrior, glory of orator, glory of song, Paid with a voice flying by to be lost on an endless sea— Glory of Virtue, to fight, to struggle, to right the wrong— Nay, but she aim'd not at glory, no lover of glory she: Give her the glory of going on, and still to be.
Página 199 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears. The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek...
Página 203 - To the man who plays well the highest stakes are paid with that sort of overflowing generosity with which the strong shows delight in strength. And one who plays ill is checkmated — without haste, but without remorse. My metaphor will remind some of you of the famous picture in which, Eetzsch has depicted Satan playing at chess with man for his soul.
Página 261 - Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final restingplace for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live.
Página 203 - The player on the other side is hidden from us. We know that his play is always fair, just, and patient. But also we know, to our cost, that he never overlooks a mistake, or makes the smallest allowance for ignorance. To the man who plays well, the highest stakes are paid, with that sort of overflowing generosity with which the strong shows delight in strength. And one who plays ill is checkmated — without haste, but without remorse.
Página 197 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Página 197 - Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? DoCT. Do you mark that? LADY M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.