| William Shakespeare - 1855 - 1088 pagina’s
...Endowments. Provost. ACT 1. Are not thine own so "proper, as to wasto Thyself upon thy virtues, them on thee. ares to tread, In shape profane. Mrs. Ford. And till...tapers. Mrs. Page.. The truth being known, We'll ¡ill fino b issues; nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess,... | |
| John Timbs - 1856 - 374 pagina’s
...gifts, that still have nurst, They see not who, nor how, but still the worst. Ben JOHSOH. MCCXXXVI. Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light...Spirits are not finely touch'd, But to fine issues : nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But like a thrifty goddess, she determines... | |
| 1856 - 372 pagina’s
...gifts, that still have nurst, They see not who, nor how, but still the worst. Ben t/onjoft. MCCXXXVL Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light...Spirits are not finely touch'd, But to fine issues : nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But like a thrifty goddess, she determines... | |
| Susan Warner - 1856 - 532 pagina’s
...little while ago, and that they never had before. And her bread was sweet to her that night. OHAPTEE XL. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do; Not light...forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. SHAKSPEARE. MUCH against Mrs. Nettley's will, she was despatched on her journey homewards within a... | |
| 1856 - 606 pagina’s
...rightly read, Will lead you from eai th's fragrant sod, To hope, and holiness, and God. ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do ; Not light...forth of us, 'twere all alike as if we had them not. SHAKESPEARE. vanity. Like the sculptor employed to ornament the tomb, they have hoped to be celebrated... | |
| 1856 - 570 pagina’s
...Sliakspeare. TTOW far that little Candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light...forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. e, — Thomson. T>ELIEVE the muse, the wintry blast of Death Kills not the buds of Virtue ; no, they... | |
| Susan Bogert Warner - 1856 - 384 pagina’s
...while ago, and that they never had before. A nd her bread was sweet to her that night. CHAPTER XL. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do ; Not light...of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.— SHAKSPEIEE. MUCH against Mrs. Nettley's will, she was despatched on her journey homewards within a... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1857 - 710 pagina’s
...and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, them on thee. Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light...Spirits are not finely touch'd, But to fine issues : nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1857 - 488 pagina’s
...and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, them on thee. Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light...Spirits are not finely touch'd. But to fine issues : nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1857 - 386 pagina’s
...thy belongings '-' Are not thine own so proper,3 as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, them on thee. Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light...Spirits are not finely touch'd, But to fine issues : 4 nor nature never lends 1 Immediate choice 2 Endowments. 3 So much thy OKU properly. ' * For high... | |
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