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Pagina 81 - O God ! that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains ; that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts.
Pagina 358 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Pagina 40 - What nothing earthly gives, or can destroy, The soul's calm sunshine, and the heart-felt joy, Is virtue's prize: A better would you fix?
Pagina 63 - Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words — health, peace, and competence. But health consists with temperance alone : And peace, O virtue ! peace is all thy own.
Pagina 145 - O madness, to think use of strongest wines, And strongest drinks, our chief support of health, When God with these forbidden made choice to rear His mighty champion, strong above compare, Whose drink was only from the liquid brook ! Sams.
Pagina 112 - Beauty is my Love, Yet in her earnest face There's such a world of tenderness, She needs no other grace.
Pagina 134 - Men make resolves, and pass into decrees The motions of the mind! with how much ease, In such resolves, doth passion make a flaw, And bring to nothing what was raised to law! In empire young, scarce warm on Gotham's throne, The dangers and the sweets of...
Pagina 194 - Hail, social life ! into thy pleasing bounds Again I come to pay the common stock, My share of service, and, in glad return, To taste thy comforts, thy protected joys.