My deliberation is not to provoke, but to appease—not to assault, but to defend—not to conquer, but to preserve my faithful subjects and hereditary dominions, into which Picrochole is entered in a hostile manner without any ground or cause, and from day to day pursueth his furious enterprise with that height of insolence that is intolerable to freeborn spirits. — from Gargantua and Pantagruel by François Rabelais
The belief in a supersensual and immortal principle, united for a time to matter, is so indispensable to man's greatness, that its effects are striking even when it is not united to the doctrine of future reward and punishment; and when it holds no more than that after death the divine principle contained in man is absorbed in the Deity, or transferred to animate the frame of some other creature. — from Democracy in America — Volume 2 by Alexis de Tocqueville
domésticos those domestic pleasures
Otras noches complacida On other nights I listened, sus palabras escuché; complacently, to her words; y de esos cuadros tranquilos and those tranquil pictures que sabe pintar tan bien, she knows how to paint so well, de esos placeres domésticos those domestic pleasures, la dichosa sencillez their delightful simplicity, y la calma venturosa, and their happy calm, me hicieron apetecer made me yearn for la soledad de los claustros the silence of the cloisters y su santa rigidez. and their holy rule. — from Don Juan Tenorio by José Zorrilla
drive the deadly poison
Media yields The bitter juices and slow-lingering taste Of the blest citron-fruit, than which no aid Comes timelier, when fierce step-dames drug the cup With simples mixed and spells of baneful power, To drive the deadly poison from the limbs. — from The Georgics by Virgil
disgraced than dwell prosperously
Surely, no sensible man would rather be exiled, poor and disgraced, than dwell prosperously in his own country, powerful, wealthy, and high in honour. — from The Consolation of Philosophy by Boethius
[The democratic rabble were commonly so called at that early period of the French Revolution; and certainly some of their demagogues did cross the Channel at times, counterfeiting themselves to be loyal emigrants, while assiduously disseminating their destructive principles wherever they could find an entrance.] in disguise, for aught we know, who cover our land, and destroy its produce like a swarm of filthy locusts—we should be fools not to murmur. — from Thaddeus of Warsaw by Jane Porter
"We once were authors"—thus the Sprite, who led This tag-rag regiment of spectres, said— "Authors of every sex, male, female, neuter, "Who, early smit with love of praise and— pewter ,[1] "On C—lb—n's shelves first saw the light of day, "In —-'s puffs exhaled our lives away— "Like summer windmills, doomed to dusty peace, "When the brisk gales that lent them motion, cease. — from The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore
Collected by Himself with Explanatory Notes by Thomas Moore
To the south, some thirty or forty miles distant, the Dingle peninsula stretched outward, with the huge mass of Brandon rising out of the blue: but away north-west I could [Pg 19] see very clear the three island heights of Aran, and east of them the whole group of Connemara mountains, beyond which again, away up into Mayo, the shapes of Mweelrea and Croagh Patrick were dim yet recognizable in outline. — from Munster by Stephen Lucius Gwynn
down the dim passage
"Fearfully groggy, old chap, fearfully," he said in answer to young Raynor's inquiry regarding how he felt as they went down the dim passage toward the [Pg 108] staircase; "head going round like a teetotum; hope I don't keel over and spoil the evening's sport by having to be put to bed like a kid. — from The Riddle of the Night by Thomas W. Hanshew
day to day perhaps
to see those relatives who were to shape so large a share of my future happiness; to meet in public life the eminent public men, with whose renown the courts and even the camps of Europe were already ringing: and last, proudest, and most profound feeling of all—was I not to venture near the shrine on which I had placed my idol; to offer her the solemn and distant homage of the heart; perhaps to hear of her from day to day; perhaps to see her noble beauty; perhaps even to hear that voice, of which the simplest accents sank to my soul.—But I must not attempt to describe sensations which are in their nature indescribable; which dispose the spirit of man to silence; and which, in their true intensity, suffer but one faculty to exist, absorbing all the rest in deep sleep and delicious reverie. — from Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 56, No. 345, July, 1844 by Various
He alleged that the defendant had taken down the door post of the tavern and also of the shop, the boarded door of a partition of the tavern, a seat in the tavern, a plastered partition wall, the stone flooring in the chamber, the hearth of the kitchen, and the mantelpiece above it, a partition in the kitchen, two doors and other partitions, of a total value of 21s. — from Our Legal Heritage: King AEthelbert - King George III, 600 A.D. - 1776 by S. A. Reilly
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