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Page 80 - The loyalty, well held to fools, does make Our faith mere folly: — Yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fallen lord, Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Page 101 - CONSCIENCE, what art thou ? thou tremendous power ! Who dost inhabit us without our leave ; And art within ourselves, another self, A master-self, that loves to domineer, And treat the monarch frankly as the slave : How dost thou light a torch to distant deeds ? Make the past, present, and the future frown?
Page 252 - Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water seem to strive again ; Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But, as the world, harmoniously confus'd : Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Page 202 - The Panther, sure the noblest, next the Hind, And fairest creature of the spotted kind ; Oh, could her in-born stains be washed away, She were too good to be a beast of prey ! How can I praise, or blame, and not offend, Or how divide the frailty from the friend? Her faults and virtues lie so mixed, that she Nor wholly stands condemned, nor wholly free.
Page 190 - Chronicle, to those in the diaries of Sir Samuel Romilly and of Haydon the painter. "Abroad with my wife," writes Pepys piously, "the first time that ever I rode in my own coach; which do make my heart rejoice and praise God, and pray him to bless it to me, and continue it.
Page 131 - Is all the counsel that we two have shared, The sister's vows, the hours that we have spent, When we have chid the hasty-footed time For parting us, — O, is all forgot? All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence?
Page 270 - I can no longer remain here but as a cypher, or be a prisoner to the prince of Orange, and you know there is but a small distance between the prisons and the graves of kings ; therefore I go for France immediately. When there, you shall have my instructions. You, lord Balcarres, shall have a commission to manage my civil affairs ; and you, lord Dundee, to command my troops in Scotland.
Page 190 - And so home, it being mighty pleasure to go alone with my poor wife in a coach of our own to a play, and makes us appear mighty great, I think, in the world; at least, greater than ever I could, or my friends for me, have once expected ; or, I think, than ever any of my family ever yet lived in my memory, but my cosen Pepys in Salisbury Court.