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... fear of their imaginary strength ; that all power , as well as right , was in the hands of the people ; that the revenues of the apostolic chamber might relieve the public distress ; and that the pope himself would approve their victory ...
... fear of their imaginary strength ; that all power , as well as right , was in the hands of the people ; that the revenues of the apostolic chamber might relieve the public distress ; and that the pope himself would approve their victory ...
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... fear ; and prudence , which could not have erected , did not . presume to fortify , his throne . In the blaze of prosperity his virtues were insensibly tinctured with the adjacent vices ; justice with cruelty , liberality with profusion ...
... fear ; and prudence , which could not have erected , did not . presume to fortify , his throne . In the blaze of prosperity his virtues were insensibly tinctured with the adjacent vices ; justice with cruelty , liberality with profusion ...
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... fear . A subsequent day was appointed for the coronation of Rienzi ; seven crowns of different leaves or metals were successively placed on his head by the most eminent of the Roman clergy ; they represented the seven gifts of the Holy ...
... fear . A subsequent day was appointed for the coronation of Rienzi ; seven crowns of different leaves or metals were successively placed on his head by the most eminent of the Roman clergy ; they represented the seven gifts of the Holy ...
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... fears away ! " The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be the art that can immortalize , The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it ! ) here shines on me still the same . Faithful remembrancer of one so dear , O ...
... fears away ! " The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be the art that can immortalize , The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it ! ) here shines on me still the same . Faithful remembrancer of one so dear , O ...
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... fear of present punishment , or the loss of some temporal advantage , than any thing that is future or spiritual . Hence it is , that all those whom God entrusteth with this precious talent , have a great advantage and opportunity in ...
... fear of present punishment , or the loss of some temporal advantage , than any thing that is future or spiritual . Hence it is , that all those whom God entrusteth with this precious talent , have a great advantage and opportunity in ...
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Page 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Page 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Page 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Page 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Page 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Page 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Page 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Page 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!