Compendium of Classical Literature

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Page 493 - The groaning-chair began to crawl, Like a huge snail, along the wall ; There stuck aloft in public view, And with small change, a pulpit grew. The porringers, that in a row Hung high, and made a glittering show, To a less noble substance changed Were now but leathern buckets ranged.
Page 459 - He that holds fast the golden mean And lives contentedly between The little and the great Feels not the wants that pinch the poor Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door, Imbittering all his state.
Page 493 - We are but saints, the hermits said ; No hurt shall come to you or yours : But for that pack of churlish boors, Not fit to live on Christian ground, They and their houses shall be drown'd ; Whilst you shall see your cottage rise, And grow a church before your eyes.
Page 35 - Fix'd is the term to all the race of earth, And such the hard condition of our birth : No force can then resist, no flight can save ; All sink alike, the fearful and the brave. No more — but hasten to thy tasks at home, There guide the spindle and direct the loom.
Page 33 - Yet, while my Hector still survives, I see My father, mother, brethren, all in thee : Alas ! my parents, brothers, kindred, all Once more will perish, if my Hector fall. Thy wife, thy infant, in thy danger share : Oh ! prove a husband's and a father's care! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy, Where yon wild fig-trees join the wall of Troy : Thou from this tower defend th...
Page 493 - Tis now no kettle, but a bell. A wooden jack, which had almost Lost by disuse the art to roast, A sudden alteration feels, Increased by new intestine wheels ; And, what exalts the wonder more, The number made the motion slower.
Page 494 - A bedstead of the antique mode, Compact of timber many a load, Such as our ancestors did use, Was metamorphosed into pews; Which still their ancient nature keep, By lodging folks disposed to sleep.
Page 74 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king ! All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants belong to thee, All that summer hours produce. Fertile made with early juice : Man for thee does sow and plough ; Farmer he and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Page 184 - Before the creation of ether and light, • Chaos and night together were plight, In the dungeon of Erebus foully bedight. Nor ocean or air or substance was there, Or solid or rare, or figure or form, But horrible Tartarus ruled in the storm. At length, in the dreary, chaotical closet Of Erebus old, was a privy deposit, By night the primeval in secrecy laid; A mystical egg, that in silence and shade Was brooded and hatched; till time came about, And love, the delightful, in glory flew out...
Page 302 - ... battles whatsoever. Therefore as portrait-painters are more exact in the lines and features of the face, in which the character is seen, than in the other parts of the body, so I must be allowed to give my more particular attention to the marks and indications of the souls of men, and while I endeavor by these to portray their lives, may be free to leave more weighty matters and great battles to be treated of by others.

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