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" Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee! "
Bell's Edition - Page 109
by John Bell - 1777
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An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 pages
...Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honor but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and...destroying. If the world be worth thy winning, Think, oh, think it worth enjoying ! Lovely Thais sits beside thee : Take the good the gods provide thee ;...
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The Columbia Granger's Dictionary of Poetry Quotations

Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1172 pages
...he soothed his soul to pleasures. 'War', he sung, 'is toil and trouble; Honour but an empty bubble. ow of life more dead they live (1. 97-106) ACP; FaPoR; FiP; GN; GTBS-P; GTBS; LiTB; NAEL-1; NOBE; OAEL-1; OBS; SeCV-2; TrGrPo; WiR...
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Heart of a Wife: The Diary of a Southern Jewish Woman

Helen Jacobus Apte - Biography & Autobiography - 1998 - 252 pages
...also p. 25. tFrom John Dryden's "Alexander's Feast": If all the world be worth the winning, Think, oh think it worth enjoying: Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. $From the first edition of The Union Prayer-Book (1895), in the Evening Service for the Sabbath, p....
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The Major Works

John Dryden - English literature - 2003 - 1024 pages
...soothed his soul to pleasures: War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; too Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and...many rend the skies with loud applause; So love was crowned, but music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gazed on the fair, no Who...
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The Quest for the Tomb of Alexander the Great

Andrew Michael Chugg - History - 2007 - 325 pages
...Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures: War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Fighting still, and still destroying: If the world be worth thy winning, Think, 0 think it worth enjoying. . . Noif strike the golden lyre again; A louder yet, and yet a louder strain....
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