Sir Thomas More, Or, Colloquies on the Progress and Prospects of Society

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Sidan 329 - Verily, I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, shall in no wise enter therein.
Sidan 83 - Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt.
Sidan 103 - ... rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more ; So deemed the man who fashioned for the sense These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scooped into ten thousand cells, Where light and shade repose, where music dwells Lingering — and wandering on as loth to die; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality.
Sidan 403 - ... io nacqui per lui; dove io non mi vergogno parlare con loro, e domandare della ragione delle loro azioni: e quelli per loro umanitā mi rispondono. e non sento per quattro ore di tempo alcuna noia, sdimentico ogni affanno, non temo la povertā, non mi sbigottisce la morte, tutto mi trasferisco in loro.
Sidan 395 - Is not this great Babylon which I have built by the might of my power, and for the honour of my majesty...
Sidan 241 - Thy dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust; for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast out the dead.
Sidan 308 - I think not that their witchcraft is any real power; but yet that they are justly punished for the false belief they have that they can do such mischief, joined with their purpose to do it if they can; their trade being nearer to a new religion than to a craft or science.
Sidan 382 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Sidan 403 - ... nelle antiche corti degli antichi uomini, dove da loro ricevuto amorevolmente mi pasco di quel cibo, che solum č mio, e che io nacqui per lui...
Sidan 61 - A part how small of the terraqueous globe Is tenanted by man? the rest a waste; Rocks, deserts, frozen seas, and burning sands! Wild haunts of monsters, poisons, stings, and death Such is earth's melancholy map! but, far 'More sad! this earth is a true map of man: So bounded are its haughty lord's delights To woe's wide empire, where deep troubles toss.

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