The Elements of Rhetoric

Harper & Brothers, 1878 - 564 ˹

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˹ 104 - state of man: to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; Andwhen he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripeningnips his root, And then he falls, as I do."SHAKESPEARE.
˹ 213 - Though all the winds of doctrine were let loose to play upon the earth, so truth be in the field, we do injuriously, by licensing and prohibiting, to misdoubt her strength. Let her and falsehood grapple. Who ever knew truth to be put to the worse in a free and open encounter
˹ 163 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild."MILTON.
˹ 19 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. " She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh, The difference to me
˹ 488 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, but here I am to speak what I do know. O, masters! if I were dispos'd to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honorable men : I will not do them
˹ 124 - to rest By all their country's wishes blest! By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there."COLLINS.
˹ 231 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace." " Or ravished with the whistling of a name, See Cromwell damned to everlasting fame.
˹ 142 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung."MILTON.
˹ 79 - Ausonian land Men called him Mulciber; and how he fell From heaven they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropped from the zenith like a falling star On Lemnos, the ^Egean isle; thus they relate
˹ 402 - Nor second he that rode sublime Upon the seraph wings of Ecstasy, The secrets of the abyss to spy. He passed the flaming bounds of space and time : The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He saw ; but, blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night.