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Page 132 - Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see, The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain?
Page 132 - Examples gross as earth exhort me : Witness this army of such mass and charge, Led by a delicate and tender prince. Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd, Makes mouths at the invisible event. Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death, and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell.
Page 132 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, — A thought which, quartered, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, — I do not know Why yet I live to say "This thing's to do," Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means To do't.
Page 132 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 46 - Love ! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen seraph, we believe in thee, A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart, But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form, as it should be...
Page 61 - » In all the dewy landscapes of the Spring, In the bright eye of Hesper, or the morn, In Nature's fairest forms, is aught so fair As virtuous friendship ? as the candid blush Of him who strives with fortune to be just ? The graceful tear that streams for others...
Page 132 - Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.
Page 132 - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge ! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed ? a beast, no more.