The popular educator, Volum 5

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Side 327 - To move a horror skilfully, to touch a soul to the quick, to lay upon fear as much as it can bear, to wean and weary a life till it is ready to drop, and then step in with mortal instruments to take its last forfeit : this only a Webster can do. Inferior geniuses may " upon horror's head horrors accumulate,
Side 294 - That bring me presents, send me plate, coin, jewels With hope that when I die (which they expect Each greedy minute) it shall then return Tenfold upon them; whilst some, covetous Above the rest, seek to engross me whole, And counter-work the one unto the other, Contend in gifts, as they would seem in love...
Side 206 - Adonis, his Lucrece, his sugared sonnets among his private friends, etc. "As Plautus and Seneca are accounted the best for Comedy and Tragedy among the Latins, so Shakespeare among the English is the most excellent in both kinds for the stage...
Side 111 - By'r lady, your ladyship is nearer to heaven, than when I saw you last, by the altitude of a chopine.
Side 295 - With a feign'd pilgrimage, and drest myself In habit of a boy; and, for I knew My birth no match for you, I was past hope Of having you; and, understanding well That when I made discovery of my sex I could not stay with you, I made a vow, By all the most religious things a maid Could call together, never to be known, Whilst there was hope to hide me from men's eyes, For other than I seem'd, that I might ever Abide with you. Then sat I by the fount, Where first you took me up.
Side 327 - Heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur, yet I am not mad. I am acquainted with sad misery As the tanned galley-slave is with his oar ; Necessity makes me suffer constantly, And custom makes it easy.
Side 161 - When he comes back ; you demi-puppets, that By moon-shine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites...
Side 302 - ... the act of God, the Queen's enemies, fire, and all and every other dangers and accidents of the seas, rivers and navigation...
Side 46 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Side 295 - I ask'd him all his story; He told me that his parents gentle died, Leaving him to the mercy of the fields, Which gave him roots ; and of the crystal springs, Which did not stop their courses; and the sun, Which still, he thank'd him, yielded him his light.

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