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amidst Antiparos appear Archbishop of Cambray attention balance of happiness beauty behold BLAIR blessing Caius Verres character comforts cusations death degree desire distress dread earth emotions emphasis enemies enjoy enjoyment envy eternity ev'ry evil fall father feel folly fortune gentle give happiness Hazael heart heaven Heraclitus honour hope human inflection innocence Jugurtha king labours live look Lord mankind manner means ment Micipsa mind misery mountain multitude nature ness never Numidia objects ourselves pain Pamphylia passions pause peace perfection persons phasis phatic pleasing pleasures portunities possession present proper Pythias reading reason religion render rest rich rise Roman senate scene SECTION sense sentence sentiments shining Sicily Sir John Gage sorrow soul sound spirit spirited command suffer superior temper thee things thou thought tion tones truth vanity vice virtue voice wisdom wise wish words youth
Page 198 - 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 4 - A soft answer turneth away wrath : but grievous words stir up anger.
Page 164 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Page 204 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 198 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 193 - Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place. I am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own.
Page 188 - With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends, but whence his bosom can partake Fresh pleasure unreprov'd. Nor thence partakes Fresh pleasure only : for the attentive mind, By this harmonious action on her powers Becomes herself...
Page 170 - A little learning is a dangerous thing ; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring : There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Page 170 - Fir'd at first sight with what the Muse imparts, In fearless youth we tempt the heights of arts, While from the bounded level of our mind, Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind; But more advanc'd, behold with strange surprise, New distant scenes of endless science rise!