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Page 328 - Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all seesaw, between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis.
Page 198 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.
Page 327 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks...
Page 328 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or, at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
Page 175 - Sir Walter Raleigh's letter to his wife after hi* condemnation. ' You shall receive, my dear wife, my last words, in these my last lines. My love I send you, that you may keep when I am dead ; and my counsel, that you may remember it when I am no more.
Page 114 - What a strange thing is man ! and what a stranger Is woman ! What a whirlwind is her head, And what a whirlpool full of depth and danger Is all the rest about her ! Whether wed, Or widow, maid, or mother, she can change her Mind like the wind : whatever she has said Or done, is light to what she'll say or do ; — The oldest thing on record, and yet new ! LXV.
Page 367 - Pray, madam, let this farce be played : the Archbishop will act it very well. You may bid him be as short as you will. It will do the Queen no hurt, no more than any good ; and it will satisfy all the wise and good fools, who will call us all atheists if we don't pretend to be as great fools as they are.
Page 175 - You shall now receive, my dear wife, my last words in these my last lines. My love I send you, that you may keep it when I am dead ; and my counsel that you may remember it when I am no more. I would not, 'by my will, present you with sorrows, dear .Bess — let them go into the grave with me, and be buried in the dust. And, seeing it is not the will of God that ever I shall see you more in this life, bear it patiently and with a heart like thyself.
Page 308 - He received the gift with the winning courtesy which distinguished him. The lady who headed the procession presented him also with a small Bible of great price. He took it with a show of reverence. "I come," he said, "to defend the truths contained in this book, and to seal them, if it must be so, with my blood.