T. Lucretius Carus,: Of the Nature of Things, in Six Books, Translated Into English Verse;J. Matthews, 1714 - 402 страница |
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... infinite God whom he adores ; efpecially confidering that if any fuch Impieties could have been defended , he certainly was capable of defending them : -Si Pergama dextrâ Defendi poffent , certè hâc defenfa fuissent . Virg . Moreover ...
... infinite God whom he adores ; efpecially confidering that if any fuch Impieties could have been defended , he certainly was capable of defending them : -Si Pergama dextrâ Defendi poffent , certè hâc defenfa fuissent . Virg . Moreover ...
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... infinite Number of Volumes which he writ on that Subject , endeavour'd to illuftrate and re- commend it to the World : Yet notwithstanding he was fo voluminous a Writer , he , as Plutarch affures , added only one Improvement to the ...
... infinite Number of Volumes which he writ on that Subject , endeavour'd to illuftrate and re- commend it to the World : Yet notwithstanding he was fo voluminous a Writer , he , as Plutarch affures , added only one Improvement to the ...
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... infinite Number of excel- lent Metaphors , as with fo many Badges of Di- ftinction and Honour . Tully , who was well able to judge , calls him a very artful Poet : and would I had Leifure enough to fhew , not only what he has borrow'd ...
... infinite Number of excel- lent Metaphors , as with fo many Badges of Di- ftinction and Honour . Tully , who was well able to judge , calls him a very artful Poet : and would I had Leifure enough to fhew , not only what he has borrow'd ...
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... Infinite on all fides , that the Corpuf- cles are infinite in Number , and that the Void cannot be included in any Bounds . XII . And from v . 1049 to the End of this Book , he laughs at those who believe there is a Centre in the U ...
... Infinite on all fides , that the Corpuf- cles are infinite in Number , and that the Void cannot be included in any Bounds . XII . And from v . 1049 to the End of this Book , he laughs at those who believe there is a Centre in the U ...
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... is no lefs there is fo great a Multitude of of Immortal ; and if the Things that dye are infinite , fo likewife are thofe that remain to all E- from Homer . C Οὐ Οὐ γ σῖτον ἔδεσ ̓ , ε πίνεσ ' αι . Book I. 9 LUCRETIUS .
... is no lefs there is fo great a Multitude of of Immortal ; and if the Things that dye are infinite , fo likewife are thofe that remain to all E- from Homer . C Οὐ Οὐ γ σῖτον ἔδεσ ̓ , ε πίνεσ ' αι . Book I. 9 LUCRETIUS .
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