Leisure-moments in the Camp and in the Guard-room

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T. Wilson & Son, 1812 - 204 sider

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Side 12 - Let others better mould the running mass Of metals, and inform the breathing brass, And soften into flesh a marble face; Plead better at the bar; describe the skies, And when the stars descend, and when they rise: But, Rome! 'tis thine alone, with awful sway, « To rule mankind, and make the world obey, Disposing peace and war thy own majestic way; To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free: These are imperial arts, and worthy thee.
Side 90 - His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Side 41 - I will wash my hands in innocency, and so will I compass thine altar, O Lord.
Side 203 - Nor did woman — oh woman! whose form and whose soul Are the spell and the light of each path we pursue ; Whether sunn'd in the tropics or chill'd at the pole, If woman be there, there is happiness too...
Side 156 - Unworthy rais'd, the Worthy cast below. But leaving that : Search we the secret Springs, And backward trace the Principles of Things ; There shall we find, that when the World began, One common Mass...
Side 13 - Dessus l'externe où la douleur te pique; Et tu boiras le reste promptement Pour te guérir. Sur cet avis ne sois point hérétique; Car je te fais un serment authentique Que si tu crains ce doux médicament, Ton médecin, pour ton soulagement, Fera l'essai de ce qu'il communique Pour te guérir.
Side 157 - Uncancell'd, though disused ; and he, whose mind Is virtuous, is alone of noble kind ; Though poor in fortune, of celestial race; And he commits the crime who calls him base.
Side 82 - When Glory, like the dazzling Eagle, stood Perch'd on my Beaver, in the Granic Flood, When Fortune's Self my Standard trembling bore, And the pale Fates stood frighted on the Shore, When the Immortals on the Billows rode, And I myself appear'd the leading God.
Side 31 - ... aut igneum. His enim in naturis nihil inest, quod vim memoriae, mentis, cogitationis habeat, quod et praeterita teneat et futura provideat et complecti possit praesentia. Quae sola divina sunt, nee invenietur umquam unde ad hominem venire possint nisi a deo.
Side 194 - Tircis, ne te plains plus, Je vais mettre fin à ta peine; Je te promets un regard de Caylus.

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