Q. Horatii Flacci Epistolae Ad Pisones, Et Augustum: With an English Commentary and Notes, to which are Added Critical Dissertations, 第 3 巻

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A. Millar, 1766

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178 ページ - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
193 ページ - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
160 ページ - His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations ; he shall flourish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains about him ; our children's children Shall see this and bless heaven.
164 ページ - To lie in coldobftruftion, and to rot ; This fenfible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted fpirit To bathe in fiery floods...
169 ページ - Shakespeare, forget that the Pagan Imagery was familiar to all the Poets of his time ; and that abundance of this sort of learning was to be picked up from almost every English book that he could take into his hands.
229 ページ - You that, too wife for pride, too good for pow'r, Enjoy the glory to be great no more, And, carrying with you all the world can boaft, To all the world...
9 ページ - ... been joined, but were afterwards separated from each other by some ' God, for the sake of opening in the midst that large plain which stretches in ' length to about five miles, and in breadth a hundred paces or in some parts
203 ページ - Nature deign'd to lend, As that the walls (worn thin) permit the mind To look out thorough, and his frailty find.
178 ページ - All feafons and thir change, all pleafe alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rifing fweet, With charm of earlieft Birds; pleafant the...
165 ページ - Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being. Such are those thick and gloomy shadows damp Oft seen in charnel vaults and sepulchres, Lingering and sitting by a new-made grave, As loth to leave the body that it loved, And linked itself by carnal sensualty To a degenerate and degraded state.

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