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Pain trembled in his weary limbs, Pain filled his patient eye, Pain-crushed amid the shadowy fern His branchy crown did lie. Where were his comrades? where his mate? All from his death-bed gone! And he, thus struck and desolate, Suffered and bled alone. Did he feel what a man might feel, Friend-left, and sore distrest? Did Pain's keen dart, and Grief's sharp sting Strive in his mangled breast?
The Church's one foundation Is Jesus Christ her Lord; She is His new creation By water and the Word: From heaven He came and sought her To be His Holy Bride; With His own blood He bought her And for her life He died. Though with a scornful wonder Men see her sore opprest, By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distrest; Yet saints their watch are keeping, Their cry goes up, "How long?"
I comfort myself, and especially with this consolation, that I am free from that error by which most men, on the decease of friends, are wont to be tormented; for I feel that no evil has happened to Scipio; it has befallen myself, if indeed it has happened to any. Now to be above measure distrest at one's own troubles is characteristic of the man who loves not his friend, but himself.
Many a brave and noble Spirit has been there broken; others have run from thence and were never heard of afterwards. It is a worthy Attempt to undertake the Cause of distrest Youth; and it is a noble Piece of Knight-Errantry to enter the Lists against so many armed Pedagogues.
Indeed people, I believe, always deceive themselves, who imagine they can conceal distrest circumstances from their servants; for these are always extremely quicksighted on such occasions." "Good heavens!" cries Miss Matthews, "how astonishing is such behaviour in so low a fellow!"
And did he abuse my husband? what? did he abuse a poor, unhappy, distrest creature, opprest, ruined, torn from his children, torn away from his wretched wife; the honestest, worthiest, noblest, tenderest, fondest, best " Here she burst into an agony of grief, which exceeds the power of description. In this situation Mrs.
"'Of all the griefs that harass the distrest, Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest!" "Well, now, prithee forgive me," said Long Ned, composing his features, "and just tell me what you have been doing the last two months." "Slashing and plastering!" said Paul, with conscious pride. "Slashing and what? The boy's mad. What do you mean, Paul?"
"'Of all the griefs that harass the distrest, Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest!" "Well, now, prithee forgive me," said Long Ned, composing his features, "and just tell me what you have been doing the last two months." "Slashing and plastering!" said Paul, with conscious pride. "Slashing and what? The boy's mad. What do you mean, Paul?"
In the succeeding Epilogue of Eurydice Hiss'd it must be admitted that Sir Robert's love of the bottle is broadly satirised. Daily Advertiser, April 29. 1737. Life of Garrick, T. Davies, vol. ii. p. 206. "Virtue distrest in humble state support." Prologue to Fatal Curiosity.
I have observed that all your agonies arise from the thoughts of parting with your children, and of leaving them in a distrest condition; now, though I hope all your fears will prove ill grounded, yet, that I may relieve you as much as possible from them, be assured that, as nothing can give me more real misery than to observe so tender and loving a concern in a master, to whose goodness I owe so many obligations, and whom I so sincerely love, so nothing can afford me equal pleasure with my contributing to lessen or to remove it.
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