The Spectator - BestLightNovel.com
You’re reading novel The Spectator Volume Iii Part 130 online at BestLightNovel.com. Please use the follow button to get notification about the latest chapter next time when you visit BestLightNovel.com. Use F11 button to read novel in full-screen(PC only). Drop by anytime you want to read free – fast – latest novel. It’s great if you could leave a comment, share your opinion about the new chapters, new novel with others on the internet. We’ll do our best to bring you the finest, latest novel everyday. Enjoy
146. TULL.
'No man was ever great without some degree of inspiration.'
147. TULL.
'Good delivery is a graceful management of the voice, countenance, and gesture.'
148. HOR. 2 Ep. ii. 212.
'Better one thorn pluck'd out, than all remain.'
149. CaeCIL. apud TULL.
'Who has it in her power to make men mad, Or wise, or sick, or well: and who can choose The object of her appet.i.te at pleasure.'
150. JUV. Sat. iii. 152.
'What is the scorn of every wealthy fool, And wit in rags is turn'd to ridicule.'
(Dryden).
151. TULL. de Fin.
'Where pleasure prevails, all the greatest virtues will lose their power.'
152. HOM. Il. 6, v. 146.
'Like leaves on trees the race of man is found.'
(Pope).
153. TULL. de Senect.
'Life, as well as all other things, hath its bounds a.s.signed by nature; and its conclusion, like the last act of a play, is old age, the fatigue of which we ought to shun, especially when our appet.i.tes are fully satisfied.'
154. JUV. Sat. ii. 83.
'No man e'er reach'd the heights of vice at first.'
(Tate).
155. HOR. Ars Poet. v. 451.
'These things which now seem frivolous and slight, Will prove of serious consequence.'
(Roscommon).
156. HOR. 2 Od. viii. 5.
'--But thou, When once thou hast broke some tender vow, All perjured, dost more charming grow!'
157. HOR. 2 Ep. ii. 187. _Imitated_.
'--That directing power, Who forms the genius in the natal hour: That G.o.d of nature, who, within us still, Inclines our action, not constrains our will.'
(Pope).
158. MARTIAL, xiii. 2.
'We know these things to be mere trifles.'
159. VIRG. aen. ii. 604.
'The cloud, which, intercepting the clear light, Hangs o'er thy eyes, and blunts thy mortal sight, I will remove--'
160. HOR. 1 Sat. iv. 43.
'On him confer the Poet's sacred name, Whose lofty voice declares the heavenly flame.'
161. VIRG. Georg. ii. 527.