Papers for the schoolmaster, Volumes 11-12

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Page 111 - Nature is fine in love : and where 'tis fine It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves. (<) A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by ; and then his state Empties itself, as doth an inland brook Into the main of waters.
Page 112 - That by direct, or indirect attempts, He seek the life of any citizen, The party, 'gainst the which he doth contrive, Shall seize one half his goods ; the other halt Comes to the privy coffer of the state; And the offender's life lies in the mercy Of the duke only, "gainst all other voice.
Page 194 - ourselves also are found sinners, is therefore Christ the minister of sin > God forbid. For if I build again the things which I destroyed, I make myself a transgressor. For I through the law am dead to the law, that I might live unto God.
Page 159 - 0 unexpected stroke, worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise,! thus leave Thee, native soil! these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods ! where I had hope to spend, Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both
Page 112 - Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh; That unmatched form and feature of blown youth. Blasted with ecstasy : 0 woe is me ! To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
Page 257 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Page 112 - rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion, and the mould of form, The observed of all observers! quite, quite down ! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That sucked the honey of his music
Page 143 - hateful to my purposes;) Or if that thou could'st see me without eyes, Hear me without thine ears, and make reply Without a tongue, using conceit alone, Without eyes, ears, and harmful sound of words; Then, in despite of brooded watchful day, I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts.
Page 112 - the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit. and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears : soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica : look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou beholdest, But in his motion like an angel
Page 52 - Opening their brazen folds discover wide within her ample spaces o'er the smooth And level pavement: from the arched roof Pendant by subtle magic many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light As from a sky.

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