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... Learning AUTHOR . Page GIBBON . 1 COWPER 13 MILTON 17 BEVERIDGE 22 BANCROFT 31 BROOKE CLARENDON 34 39 VARIOUS 42 SIR THOS . BROWN 48 MUDIE • 55 OGDEN 62 COWPER 67 PENN 73 FIELDING 76 LABAUME 81 COLERIDGE 86 COLERIDGE 95 LOCKE 105 ...
... Learning AUTHOR . Page GIBBON . 1 COWPER 13 MILTON 17 BEVERIDGE 22 BANCROFT 31 BROOKE CLARENDON 34 39 VARIOUS 42 SIR THOS . BROWN 48 MUDIE • 55 OGDEN 62 COWPER 67 PENN 73 FIELDING 76 LABAUME 81 COLERIDGE 86 COLERIDGE 95 LOCKE 105 ...
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... learning in her deepest sciences have been so ancient , and so eminent among us , that writers of good antiquity , and able judgment , have been persuaded that even the school of Pythagoras , and the Persian wisdom , took beginning from ...
... learning in her deepest sciences have been so ancient , and so eminent among us , that writers of good antiquity , and able judgment , have been persuaded that even the school of Pythagoras , and the Persian wisdom , took beginning from ...
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... learning , and reverenced the single minded sincerity of the Nottingham Shepherd more than the authority of col- leges and the wisdom of philosophers . And now , being in the meri- dian of life , but a year older than was Locke , when ...
... learning , and reverenced the single minded sincerity of the Nottingham Shepherd more than the authority of col- leges and the wisdom of philosophers . And now , being in the meri- dian of life , but a year older than was Locke , when ...
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... learning be liberal . Spare no cost ; for by such parsimony all is lost that is saved : but let it be useful knowledge , such as is consistent with truth and godliness , not cherishing a vain conversation or idle mind ; but ingenuity ...
... learning be liberal . Spare no cost ; for by such parsimony all is lost that is saved : but let it be useful knowledge , such as is consistent with truth and godliness , not cherishing a vain conversation or idle mind ; but ingenuity ...
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... at your sweet image in the pitcher as you go ; and forget not , in a glass of my own liquor , to drink- " SUCCESS TO THE TOWN PUMP ! " 199. - ERRORS OF LEARNING . LORD BACON . THERE 118 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS .
... at your sweet image in the pitcher as you go ; and forget not , in a glass of my own liquor , to drink- " SUCCESS TO THE TOWN PUMP ! " 199. - ERRORS OF LEARNING . LORD BACON . THERE 118 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS .
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Seite 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Seite 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Seite 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Seite 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Seite 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Seite 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Seite 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Seite 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Seite 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Seite 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!