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Página 64 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Página 246 - Not for the world: why, man, she is mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Página 199 - Mais elle était du monde où les plus belles choses Ont le pire destin ; Et rose elle a vécu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin.
Página 150 - Than heav'n permits; nor mine, though doubled now To trample thee as mire ! For proof look up, And read thy lot in yon celestial sign, Where thou art weigh'd, and shown how light, how weak, If thou resist.
Página 276 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Página 104 - tis strange : And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths : Win -us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Página 251 - I stay'd ! forgive the crime, Unheeded flew the hours ; How noiseless falls the foot of Time, That only treads on flowers ! What eye with clear account remarks The ebbing of his glass, When all its sands are diamond sparks, That dazzle as they pass...
Página 219 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.