Familiar Quotations ...Little, Brown & Company, 1875 - 864 páginas |
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... dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit , there were crept , As ' t were in scorn of eyes , reflecting gems . Act i . Sc . 4 . So wise so young , they say , do ne'er live long . Off with his head ! 1 Act iii ...
... dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit , there were crept , As ' t were in scorn of eyes , reflecting gems . Act i . Sc . 4 . So wise so young , they say , do ne'er live long . Off with his head ! 1 Act iii ...
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... dead , Whom we to gain our peace have sent to peace , Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy . Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever , he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel , nor poison ...
... dead , Whom we to gain our peace have sent to peace , Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy . Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever , he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel , nor poison ...
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... dead . Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets . Act i . Sc . I. And then it started , like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons . Whether in sea or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine ...
... dead . Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets . Act i . Sc . I. And then it started , like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons . Whether in sea or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine ...
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... dead vast and middle of the night . Armed at all points . In sorrow than in anger . A countenance more Ibid . Ibid . Ibid . While one with moderate haste might tell a hun- dred . Ibid . It was , as I have seen it in his life , A sable ...
... dead vast and middle of the night . Armed at all points . In sorrow than in anger . A countenance more Ibid . Ibid . Ibid . While one with moderate haste might tell a hun- dred . Ibid . It was , as I have seen it in his life , A sable ...
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... dead corse , again , in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon , Making night hideous ; and we fools of nature , So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? I do not set my life ...
... dead corse , again , in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon , Making night hideous ; and we fools of nature , So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? I do not set my life ...
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Página 372 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Página 112 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand an end, Like quills upon the fretful porpentine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Página 117 - 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 undiscover'd 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...
Página 79 - Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new open'd. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
Página 240 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
Página 593 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Página 122 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Página 521 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 121 - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Página 520 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...