The Living Age ..., Volume 144 |
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Popular passages
Page 258 - Knowledge is of two kinds. We know a subject ourselves, or we know where we can find information upon it.
Page 329 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.
Page 151 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth...
Page 256 - Sir, a man has no more right to say an uncivil thing, than to act one; no more right to say a rude thing to another than to knock him down.
Page 251 - Still raise for good the supplicating voice, But leave to Heaven the measure and the choice.
Page 438 - To build, to plant, whatever you intend. To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let nature never be forgot.
Page 272 - It's all too true that the rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer.
Page 454 - Spenser more than once insinuates that the soul of Chaucer was transfused into his body, and that he was begotten by him two hundred years after his decease.
Page 250 - His virtues walked their narrow round, Nor made a pause, nor left a void; And sure the eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd.
Page 498 - THERE is a silence where hath been no sound. There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave — under the deep deep sea...