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Page 238 - Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities.
Page 443 - Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Page 517 - Grace was in all her steps, Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
Page 277 - My former thoughts returned: the fear that kills; And hope that is unwilling to be fed; Cold, pain, and labour, and all fleshly ills; And mighty Poets in their misery dead. — Perplexed, and longing to be comforted, My question eagerly did I renew, "How is it that you live, and what is it you do?
Page 462 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it :— therefore I'll none of it : Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Page 179 - Their glory disappear. A Power is passing from the earth To breathless Nature's dark abyss; But when the great and good depart What is it more than this — That Man, who is from God sent forth, Doth yet again to God return?
Page 520 - The Blessing of my later years Was with me when a boy : She gave me eyes, she gave me ears ; And humble cares, and delicate fears ; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears ; And love, and thought, and joy.
Page 457 - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world...
Page 95 - Genuine and innocent wit like this, is surely the flavour of the mind! Man could direct his ways by plain reason, and support his life by tasteless food ; but God has given us wit, and flavour, and brightness, and laughter, and perfumes, to enliven the days of man's pilgrimage, and to " charm his pained steps over the burning marie.