The Poetical Works of the Honourable Sir Charles Sedley Baronet, and His Speeches in Parliament, with Large Additions Never Before Made Publick

Sam. Briscoe, and sold, 1707 - 175 pages

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Page 77 - The archers have sorely grieved him and shot at him and hated him. But his bow abode in strength, and the arms of his hands were made strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob.
Page 59 - PHILLIS is my only joy, Faithless as the winds or seas, Sometimes coming, sometimes coy, Yet she never fails to please; If with a frown I am cast down, Phillis smiling And beguiling Makes me happier than before. Though alas ! too late I find Nothing can her fancy fix, Yet the moment she is kind I forgive her all her tricks ; Which though I see, I can't get free.
Page 148 - I think I see the incurable difficulties of the landed men, fettered under the golden chain of " equivalents," their pretty daughters petitioning for want of husbands, and their sons for want of employment.
Page 193 - He that imposes an oath makes it, Not he that for convenience takes it : Then how can any man be said To break an oath he never made ? These reasons may perhaps look oddly To th...
Page 90 - That many of the wickedest and meanest of the people should remain, as it were, rewarded for their treasons, rich and triumphant in the spoils of the most eminent in virtue and loyalty, of all the nobility and gentry of the kingdom.
Page 79 - House of Commons. You have, you know, a war with Spain, carried on by the advice of Parliament. He is an old enemy, and a potent one, and therefore it will be necessary, both for the honour and safety of these nations, that that war be vigorously prosecuted.
Page 72 - Imprimis, For my Soul, I confess I have heard very much of Souls, but what they are, or whom they are for, God knows, I know not ; they tell me now of another World, where I never was, nor do I know one foot of the way thither. While the King stood I was of his Religion, made my Son wear a Cassock, and thought to make him a Bishop ; then came the Scots, and made me a Presbyterian ; and since Cromwell entered I have been an Independent.
Page 188 - With pregnant light : The point is clear. Oaths are but words, and words but wind, Too feeble implements to bind, And hold with deeds proportion, so, As shadows to a substance do.
Page 126 - I think, can stand before them, but let our supplies be never so full and speedy, let our management be never so great and frugal, yet if it be our misfortune to have allies that are as slow and backward as we are zealous and forward, that hold our hands, and suffer us not to take any opportunity that offers, that are coming into the field when we are going into winter quarters, I cannot see what...
Page 149 - ... least inclination that way? Are our eyes so blinded, are our ears so deafened, are our hearts so hardened, are our tongues so faltered, are our hands so fettered, that in this our day — I say, my lord...

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