The Miscellaneous Works of the Rev. J. T. Headley: With a Biographical Sketch and Portrait of the Author, Volume 1J. S. Taylor, 1849 - Europe |
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Page 20 - IBAM forte via Sacra, sicut meus est mos, Nescio quid meditans nugarum, totus in illis : Accurrit quidam notus mihi nomine tantum, Arreptaque manu, "Quid agis, dulcissime rerum?" " Suaviter ut nunc est," inquam, " et cupio omnia quae vis." Cum assectaretur: "Num quid vis?" occupo. At ille, "Noris nos," inquit;
Page 277 - Be not apt to relate news if you know not the truth thereof. In discoursing of things you have heard, name not your author always.
Page 208 - My heart was never broken till this day, that I hear the Queen goes away so far off — whom I have followed so many years with so great love and desire, in so many journeys, and am now left behind her, in a dark prison all alone.
Page 208 - I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like Orpheus ; behold the sorrow of this world! once amiss hath bereaved me of all.
Page 208 - While she was yet near at hand that I might hear of her once in two or three days, my sorrows were the less, but even now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometime singing like an angel...
Page 277 - Labor to keep alive in your breast that little spark of celestial fire, called conscience.
Page 125 - Dauphine ; smite at that Outer Drawbridge chain, though the fiery hail whistles round thee ! Never, over nave or felloe, did thy axe strike such a stroke. Down with it, man; down with it to Orcus ; let the whole accursed Edifice sink thither, and Tyranny be swallowed up for ever! Mounted, some say, on the roof of the guardroom, some 'on bayonets stuck into joints of the wall...
Page 297 - Sir, you cannot afford me greater pleasure than in giving me the opportunity of showing to America the sufficiency of her respective servants. I trust that temporary power of office, and the tinsel dignity attending it, will not be able, by all the mists they can raise, to obfuscate the bright rays of truth.
Page 126 - I declare before God and man that I have never betrayed my country: may my death render her happy ! Vive la France...
Page 208 - I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph; sometimes sitting in the shade like a Goddess ; sometimes singing like an angel; sometimes playing like Orpheus. Behold the sorrow of this world ! Once amiss, hath bereaved me of all.