His breast was the seat of all those passions which degrade our nature, and disturb our reason. There they raged in a perpetual co...nflict; but avarice, the meanest of them all, generally triumphed, ruled absolutely, and in many instances, which I forbear to mention, most scandalously.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
His eloquence was of every kind, and he excelled in the argumentative as well as in the declamatory way. But his invectives were t...errible, and uttered with such energy of diction, and stern dignity of action and countenance, that he intimidated those who were the most willing and the best able to encounter him. Their arms fell out of their hands, and they shrunk under the ascendant which his genius gained over theirs.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For I thought of her grave below the hill, Which the sentinel cypress tree stands over,... And I thought, "Were she only living still, How I could forgive her, and love her!"LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And the one bird singing alone to his nest, And the one star over the tower.... I thought of our little quarrels and strife, And the letter that brought me back my ring; And it all seem'd then, in the waste of life,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The world is filled with folly and sin, And Love must cling where it can, I say:... For Beauty is easy enough to win; But one isn't loved every day.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
1st Murderer. Where's thy conscience now?... 2nd Murderer. I'll not meddle with it. It makes a man a coward.... It fills a ma...n full of obstacles. It made me once restore a purse of gold that by chance I found. It beggars any man that keeps it. It is turned out of towns and cities for a dangerous thing, and every man that means to live well endeavors to trust to himself and live without it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
1st Lady. Madam, we'll tell tales. Queen. Of sorrow or of joy?... 1st Lady. Of either, madam. Queen. Of neither, girl. For if of joy, being altogether wanting, It doth remember me the more of sorrow. Or if of grief, being altogether had, It adds more sorrow to my want of joy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »