...destiny," — " manifest " or not " manifest." Men and nations make their own destinies, — " Oar acta our angels are, or good, or ill, — Our fatal shadows, that walk by us still." The future of this Republic is in our hands ; and it is for us to determine whether we will launch...

...perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate ; Nothing to him falls early, or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still. 0 man ! thou image of thy Maker's good, What canst thou fear, when breath'd into thy blood His spirit...

...course, the most painful thing to our contemporary, and a thing he would be most happy to ignore; but " Our acts our angels are, or good or ill ; Our fatal shadows that walk by us still." Concerning this plagiarism the plagiarist says many things in which we know not whether consistency...

...course, the most painful thing to our contemporary, and a thing he would be most happy to ignore ; but " Our acts our angels are, or good or ill ; Our fatal shadows that walk l>y us still." Concerning this plagiarism the plagiarist saya many things in which we know not whether...

...perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate ; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still." Epilogue to Beaumont and Fletcher1* Honul Man'i Fortune. Cast the bantling on the rocks, Suckle him...

...perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate ; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.* I need only say, that whilst it is utterly impossible to associate with Judge CRANCH any sectarianism,...

...perfect man, " Command all light, all influence, all fate, " Nothing to him falls early or too late. " Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, " Our fatal shadows that walk by us still." This poor derided philosopher was a man that relied on himself; a man who was not afraid of walking...

...perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate — Nothing to him fulls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still. From the low prayer of want, and plaint of woe, O never, never turn away thine ear ! Forlorn in this...

...perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate ; Nothing to him falls early, or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us stiU ; And when the stars are labouring, we believe It is not that they govern, but they grieve For...

...perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate. Nothing to him falls early, or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still." And Shakespere, whom Burton in his ' Anatomy of Melancholy calls an "elegant poet," means much the...