 | Estelle Davenport Adams - 1902 - 316 страници
...history, but a piece of poetry, and would sound to common ears like a fable. For the world, I count it not an inn but an hospital, and a place not to live but to die in. The world that I regard is myself; it is a microcosm of my own frame that I cast mine eye... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1902 - 864 страници
...worldly soore ; ' but only in form contrasts with Sir Thomas Browne's, ' For the world, I count it not brown cake and bacon slice, intent To cheer his hu to die in.' And Cicero said, ' Ex /tac vita discedo tatiquam ex hospitio, non iaitgitam ex tiûmo.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1902 - 860 страници
...worldly soore ; ' but only in form contrasts with Sir Thomas Browne's, ' For the world, 1 count it not an inn but an hospital, and a place not to live but to die in.' And Cicero said, ' Ex kac vita disctdo tatiquatn tx keafitio, noit tanquam ex tiomo. '... | |
 | William George Waters - 1906 - 342 страници
...history, but a piece of poetry, and would sound to common ears like a fable. For the world, I count it not an inn, but an hospital ; and a place not to live, but to die in. 259 The world that I regard is myself; it is the microcosm of my own frame that I cast mine... | |
 | 1907 - 498 страници
...worldly soore" ; but only in form contrasts with Sir Thomas Browne's, 'For the world, I count it not an inn but an hospital, and a place not to live but to die in5. And Cicero said, 'Ex hac vita discedo tanquam ex hospitio, non tanquain ex domo'. Shenstone's... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1907 - 718 страници
...temporal, a nearness to the unseen, which strongly reminds us of Vaughan. He counts the world "not an inn but an hospital, and a place not to live but to die in." He loses himself in the contemplation of God, and in his "solitary and retired imaginations"... | |
 | Paul Elmer More - 1909 - 560 страници
...history but a piece of poetry, and would sound to common ears like a fable; for the world, I count it not an inn but an hospital, and a place not to live but to die in. The world that I regard is my self; it is the microcosm of my own frame that I cast my eye... | |
 | Francis Bacon - 1909 - 374 страници
...History, but a piece of Poetry, and would sound to common ears like a Fable. For the World, I count it not an Inn, but an Hospital ; and a place not to live, but to dye in. The world that I regard is my self ; it is the Microcosm of my own frame that I cast mine... | |
 | Paul Elmer More - 1909 - 374 страници
...but a piece of poetry, and would sound to common ears like a fable ; for the world, I count it not an inn but an hospital, and a place not to live but to die in. The world that I regard is my self; it is the microcosm of my own frame that I cast my eye... | |
 | Paul Elmer More - 1909 - 376 страници
...but a piece of poetry, and would sound to common ears like a fable ; for the world, I count it not an inn but an hospital, and a place not to live but to die in. The world that I regard is my self; it is the microcosm of my own frame that I cast my eye... | |
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For the world, I count it not an inn, but an hospital ; and a place not to live, but to die in. The world that I regard is myself; it is the microcosm of my own frame that I cast mine eye on; for the other, I use it but like my globe, and turn it round... 
