The Pleasures of Life ...Macmillan and Company, 1890 - Conduct of life |
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... Jeremy Taylor ; " what then ? They have left me the sun and moon , fire and water , a loving wife and many friends to pity me , and some to relieve me , and I can still discourse ; and , unless I list , they have not taken away my merry ...
... Jeremy Taylor ; " what then ? They have left me the sun and moon , fire and water , a loving wife and many friends to pity me , and some to relieve me , and I can still discourse ; and , unless I list , they have not taken away my merry ...
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... Jeremy Taylor's Holy Living and Dying , Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress , and last , not least , Keble's beautiful Christian Year . Aristotle and Plato again stand at the head of another class . The Politics of Aristotle , and Plato's ...
... Jeremy Taylor's Holy Living and Dying , Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress , and last , not least , Keble's beautiful Christian Year . Aristotle and Plato again stand at the head of another class . The Politics of Aristotle , and Plato's ...
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... Jeremy Taylor , " is the greatest prodigality in the world ; it throws away that which is invaluable in respect of its present use , and irreparable when it is past , being to be recovered by no power of art or nature . " Life must be ...
... Jeremy Taylor , " is the greatest prodigality in the world ; it throws away that which is invaluable in respect of its present use , and irreparable when it is past , being to be recovered by no power of art or nature . " Life must be ...
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... Jeremy Taylor , " will also be choice of his company , and choice of his actions ; lest the first engage him in vanity and loss , and the latter , by being criminal , be a throwing his time and himself away , and a going back in the ...
... Jeremy Taylor , " will also be choice of his company , and choice of his actions ; lest the first engage him in vanity and loss , and the latter , by being criminal , be a throwing his time and himself away , and a going back in the ...
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... Jeremy Taylor , the eye that sees the beauties of heaven , nor the ear that hears the sweetness of music , or the glad tidings of a prosperous accident ; but the soul that perceives all the relishes of sensual and intellectual ...
... Jeremy Taylor , the eye that sees the beauties of heaven , nor the ear that hears the sweetness of music , or the glad tidings of a prosperous accident ; but the soul that perceives all the relishes of sensual and intellectual ...
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Analects of Confucius Apostolic Fathers Aristophanes Aristotle asked Bacon beautiful better blessings blue bright CHAPTER charm cheerful Cicero clouds color dark death delightful doubt earth Emerson enjoy Epictetus eternal Euripides evil feel flowers friends give glorious glory gods Goethe greatest Greek hand happiness heart heaven honour hope hour human important infinite interest Jeremy Taylor King labour light live look Madame de Staël Marcus Aurelius Milton mind Molière Moreover Nature never Nibelungenlied night noble ourselves pain peace perhaps Plato pleasure Plutarch poet Poetry proverb Ramayana realise reason religion rest rich Ruskin says scarcely seems Shakespeare Socrates song sorrow soul spirit stars suffer sure sweet tells things Thomas à Kempis thou thought tion trees troubles true truth wise wish wonder words Wordsworth
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Page 102 - But little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
Page 70 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Page 69 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Page 43 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me : the brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent any thing that tends to laughter*, more than I invent, or is invented on me : I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Page 185 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 110 - While all melts under our feet, we may well catch at any exquisite passion, or any contribution to knowledge that seems by a lifted horizon to set the spirit free for a moment, or any stirring of the senses, strange dyes, strange colours, and curious odours, or work of the artist's hands, or the face of one's friend.
Page 153 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Page 182 - ... for expert men can execute, and perhaps judge of particulars, one by one: but the general counsels, and the plots and marshalling of affairs come best from those that are learned.
Page 133 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 155 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...