Aurungzebe: Or, A Tale of Alraschid ...

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Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1834

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Side 102 - Know then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God, or beast...
Side 19 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Side 4 - But here, instead, soft gales of passion play, And gently stir the heart, thereby to form A quicker sense of joy ; as breezes stray Across the enliven'd skies, and make them still more gay.
Side 5 - Delhi, op'ning wide her gates, Pours out her thronging legions, bright in arms, And all the pomp of war. Before them sound Clarions and trumpets, breathing martial airs, And bold defiance.
Side 57 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Side 45 - Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful ; Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge : Thrice-noble Titus, spare my first-born son.
Side 1 - Yet sprung from high is of celestial seed ; In God 'tis glory, and when men aspire, 'Tis but a spark too much of heavenly fire.
Side 137 - Hadst not thou been by, A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd, Quoted, and sign'd, to do a deed of shame...
Side 162 - Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently; For let the gods so speed me as I love The name of honour more than I fear death.
Side 4 - tis not forbidden here : Amid the groves you may indulge the muse, Or tend the blooms, and deck the vernal year ; Or softly stealing...

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