Essays: On the Following Subjects: Celibacy, Wedlock, Seduction, Pride, Duelling, Self-murder, Lying, Detraction, Avarice, Justice, Generosity, Temperance, Excess, DeathSmart and Cowslade, 1806 - 190 pagini |
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Pagina 26
... conceal its fury . The Pla- tonics give love a spirit , and an absolute power over the passions ; the Stoics term love a fury , and judging of its nature by effects , effects , they cannot suppose , that the soul is 26.
... conceal its fury . The Pla- tonics give love a spirit , and an absolute power over the passions ; the Stoics term love a fury , and judging of its nature by effects , effects , they cannot suppose , that the soul is 26.
Pagina 27
... soul is well ordered , while under the dominion of such a passion . Some Philosophers have affirmed , “ That love is a pleasing wound , which man hath received from a fair object , that it is the beam of a Sun which warms him , that it ...
... soul is well ordered , while under the dominion of such a passion . Some Philosophers have affirmed , “ That love is a pleasing wound , which man hath received from a fair object , that it is the beam of a Sun which warms him , that it ...
Pagina 43
... soul doth not find in matrimony that sweet agreement which it sought , so ill matched a pair live rather in the misery and hardship of a prison , than in the comfort of society . Solemn oaths , if either in themselves impro- per , or ...
... soul doth not find in matrimony that sweet agreement which it sought , so ill matched a pair live rather in the misery and hardship of a prison , than in the comfort of society . Solemn oaths , if either in themselves impro- per , or ...
Pagina 60
... buckram garments , which once were suffered to envelop the fairest work of creation ! " Chastity , " says Rousseau , " is a delicious virtue to a handsome woman who has an elevated elevated soul . While she sees all the world at 60.
... buckram garments , which once were suffered to envelop the fairest work of creation ! " Chastity , " says Rousseau , " is a delicious virtue to a handsome woman who has an elevated elevated soul . While she sees all the world at 60.
Pagina 61
... soul . While she sees all the world at her feet , she triumphs over all and over herself : she erects in her own heart a throne , at the foot of which every thing pays her homage . The self denials are transient , but their reward is ...
... soul . While she sees all the world at her feet , she triumphs over all and over herself : she erects in her own heart a throne , at the foot of which every thing pays her homage . The self denials are transient , but their reward is ...
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affront allowed ancient Athenian Athens avarice better blood body cation cause Celibacy character chastity Christian commanded committed conscience considered contempt Council of Trent courage crime death desire disease dismal divine drachms dreadful drinking dropsies drunk drunkenness duel duelling duty effects enemies Epicureans ESSAY evil excess exposed falsehood fear feel fleep fortune friends gibbets give gouts guilty habit happiness heart hence honour human injurious instances Jews justice justly King live Lord Lycurgus mankind manner marriage married matrimony mind misery Montesquieu moral murdered nature never oaths obliged observed occa occasions parents passion person Plato Plutarch Polygamy pride principle Puffendorf punishment reason revenge Romans sacred salutary says scurvy seduction SELF-MURDER sentiments sions slander sober society Solon soul spect spirit suicide tears tell temperance thing thou thought tion truth usually valour vice Vide virtue VITAL spark Wedlock wise woman women writer
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Pagina 113 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die: to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Pagina 189 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. . What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul!
Pagina 92 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Pagina 190 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death ! where is thy sting ? The Universal Prayer FATHER of all!
Pagina 172 - Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Pagina 132 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Pagina 171 - God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
Pagina 92 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Pagina 47 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die : like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.
Pagina 151 - HEAVEN eternal fountain of our feelings! 'tis here I trace thee and this is thy divinity which stirs within me not that, in some sad and sickening moments, my soul shrinks back upon herself, and startles at destruction mere pomp of words!