...spirit doth raise, (That iast infirmity of noble minds,) To scorn delights, and live laborious days j But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think...And slits the thin-spun life. * But not the praise. ' Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor...

...will suppose you hnd heen there— hut why should I suppose it — for what would that have availed?" To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the...think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury1 with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," Phoebus replied,...

...sing, and build the lofty rhyme. Line 14. Without the meed of some melodious tear. Line 70. Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity...the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. Line 101. Built in the eclipse and rigged with curses dark. Line 109. The pilot of the Galilean lake....

...hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise — That last infirmity of noble minds — ) touched my trembling cars ; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glist'ring foil...

...spirit doth raise, (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days ; hut the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to...shears, And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise ; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to Hi' world, nor...

...not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Nesera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth...And slits the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," Phcobus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor...

...shade, Or with the tangles of Neicra's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, 70 (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights,...And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise," Line 30. "Where were ye f" "Tills burst la its magnificent as it in aflectinff."— Sir E. Brydgti....

...thankless Muse ! Fame is the spur which the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble minds) To scorn delights, and live laborious days ; But the...life. " But not the praise," Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil...

...spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble minds) To scorn delights and live laborious days : £nt the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to...And slits the thin-spun life,— But not the praise !"— MILTON. LET us look into the apartment of a young lawyer preparing his first great case. The...

...not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Nesera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth...thin-spun life. But not the praise, Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor on the glistering foil...