 | Francois Bernier - 1996 - 570 páginas
...favour the deceit ; Trust on and think to-morrow will repay : To morrow 's falser than the former ilay ; Lies worse ; and, while it says, we shall be blest...With some new joys, cuts off what we possest. Strange couzenage ! none would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain ; And, from... | |
 | Peter Loptson - 1998 - 588 páginas
...than enjoyed, in the general condition of human life; and frequently quoted those lines of Dryden: 'Strange cozenage! none would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure from what still remain.' For his part, he said, he never passed that week in his life which he would... | |
 | Elizabeth M. Knowles - 1999 - 1160 páginas
...nothing; but we fear, To be we know not what, we know not where. Alirenti-'/A'he ( I (175 I act 4, sc. I 3 None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure...from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the tirst sprightly running could not give. Aureng-Xebe I 1675! act 4, se. i 4 Kefined himself to soul,... | |
 | Voltaire - 1999 - 244 páginas
...some new Joy cuts off what we possess; Strange Cozenage! none wou'd live past Years again, Yet till hope Pleasure in what yet remain, And from the Dregs...receive What the first sprightly Running could not give. I'm tir'd with waiting for this chymic Gold, Which fools us young, and beggars us when old. I... | |
 | 2001 - 838 páginas
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 | A. O. Kime - 2002 - 302 páginas
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 | Paul Hammond - 2002 - 484 páginas
...while it says, 'We shall be blessed With some new joys', cuts off what we possessed. Strange coz'nage! None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; 40 And from the dregs of life think to receive What the first sprightly running could not give. I'm... | |
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tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse, and, while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possest. 
