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... man's life and strivings , his ambi- tions and his pleasures ( chs . i . 2 , 3 , 17 , ii . 21—26 , vi . 3 , and ... man by a power which his will cannot control , the " time and chance " that happeneth alike to all ( chs . viii . 8 , ix ...
... man's life and strivings , his ambi- tions and his pleasures ( chs . i . 2 , 3 , 17 , ii . 21—26 , vi . 3 , and ... man by a power which his will cannot control , the " time and chance " that happeneth alike to all ( chs . viii . 8 , ix ...
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... man's nature ( see Notes on chs . iii . 19 , 20 , xii . 7 ) ; as to our ignorance of all that comes after death ( see Note on ch . iii . 21 ) ; as to the progress of man in the arts of civilized life ( see Note on ch . vii . 29 ) ; as ...
... man's nature ( see Notes on chs . iii . 19 , 20 , xii . 7 ) ; as to our ignorance of all that comes after death ( see Note on ch . iii . 21 ) ; as to the progress of man in the arts of civilized life ( see Note on ch . vii . 29 ) ; as ...
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... man right fair , The worser spirit a woman coloured ill . To win me soon to hell , my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side , And would corrupt my saint to be a devil , Wooing his purity with her foul pride . " The life of ...
... man right fair , The worser spirit a woman coloured ill . To win me soon to hell , my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side , And would corrupt my saint to be a devil , Wooing his purity with her foul pride . " The life of ...
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... man was as the life of brutes ( ch . iii . 19 ) . His soul was compound , and so discerptible . All things had been ... man's brain to the ether of the infinite azure , was the inevitable end ( ch . iii . 21 , but not xii . 7 ) . Such a ...
... man was as the life of brutes ( ch . iii . 19 ) . His soul was compound , and so discerptible . All things had been ... man's brain to the ether of the infinite azure , was the inevitable end ( ch . iii . 21 , but not xii . 7 ) . Such a ...
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... , et mentem mortalia tangunt . " " We needs must weep for woe , and , being men , Man's sorrows touch our hearts . " 1 Diog . Laert . X. I. p . 6 . VIRG . En . I. 462 . The flood - gates of sympathy were opened . His 48 INTRODUCTION .
... , et mentem mortalia tangunt . " " We needs must weep for woe , and , being men , Man's sorrows touch our hearts . " 1 Diog . Laert . X. I. p . 6 . VIRG . En . I. 462 . The flood - gates of sympathy were opened . His 48 INTRODUCTION .
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Page 179 - I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill ; but time and chance happeneth to them all.
Page 80 - Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life ? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.
Page 236 - With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Page 130 - So I returned and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.
Page 176 - Also their love, and their hatred, and their envy, is now perished; neither have they any more a portion for ever in any thing that is done under the sun.
Page 201 - Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth ; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes : but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
Page 238 - These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..
Page 110 - Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do: and, behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
Page 234 - Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me: I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in. imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves, all; believe none of us: Go thy ways to a nunnery.
Page 253 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!