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Seite 41
... brother if he is not " mad to see money on goldsmiths ' stalls , and none in our purses ? " Ampedo thus answers him : - The sons of Fortunatus had not wont Thus to repine at others ' happiness : But fools have always this loose garment ...
... brother if he is not " mad to see money on goldsmiths ' stalls , and none in our purses ? " Ampedo thus answers him : - The sons of Fortunatus had not wont Thus to repine at others ' happiness : But fools have always this loose garment ...
Seite 46
... Brother , ' twere better that you ― still liv'd poor ; Want would make wisdom rich ; but when your coffers Swell to the brim , then riot sets up sails , And , like a desperate unskill'd mariner , Drives your unsteady fortunes on the ...
... Brother , ' twere better that you ― still liv'd poor ; Want would make wisdom rich ; but when your coffers Swell to the brim , then riot sets up sails , And , like a desperate unskill'd mariner , Drives your unsteady fortunes on the ...
Seite 47
... brother to let him have the purse for a year , and to be content with the cap ; for he says , " having this mint , he shall want no wishing - cap , for gold is an eagle that can fly to any place . " He FORTUNATUS . 47.
... brother to let him have the purse for a year , and to be content with the cap ; for he says , " having this mint , he shall want no wishing - cap , for gold is an eagle that can fly to any place . " He FORTUNATUS . 47.
Seite 48
... brother of the Soldan's prize , And having got his wish , the wishing hat , He does not , as he would , seek misery , But hopes by that to win his purse again ; And in that hope from Cyprus is he fled . If your swift thoughts clap on ...
... brother of the Soldan's prize , And having got his wish , the wishing hat , He does not , as he would , seek misery , But hopes by that to win his purse again ; And in that hope from Cyprus is he fled . If your swift thoughts clap on ...
Seite 51
... brother Is , with that Shadow who attends on thee , In London , there I'll set thee presently . But if thou lose our favours once again To taste her sweets , those sweets must prove thy bane . Vir . Vice , who shall now be crown'd with ...
... brother Is , with that Shadow who attends on thee , In London , there I'll set thee presently . But if thou lose our favours once again To taste her sweets , those sweets must prove thy bane . Vir . Vice , who shall now be crown'd with ...
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Seite 205 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Seite 180 - Hyena foemen, and hot-blooded lords, Whose very dogs would execrations howl Against his lineage : not one breast affords Him any mercy, in that mansion foul, Save one old beldame, weak in body and in soul.
Seite 205 - As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest ; with such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheered with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Seite 178 - Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
Seite 187 - She hurried at his words, beset with fears, For there were sleeping dragons all around, At glaring watch, perhaps, with ready spears — Down the wide stairs a darkling way they found.
Seite 183 - For I am slow and feeble, and scarce dare On such a catering trust my dizzy head. Wait here, my child, with patience ; kneel in prayer The while : Ah ! thou must needs the lady wed, Or may I never leave my grave among the dead.
Seite 82 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Seite 180 - Buttress'd from moonlight, stands he, and implores All saints to give him sight of Madeline, But for one moment in the tedious hours, That he might gaze and worship all unseen; 80 Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss — in sooth such things have been.
Seite 179 - Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings from their loves receive Upon the honey'd middle of the night, If ceremonies due they did aright ; As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white ; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Seite 85 - Thus nightly revell'd to and fro ; And for my pranks men call me by The name of Robin Good-fellow.