Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Ausgabe 10Archibald Hamilton Bryce 1862 |
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... give to the sick man was , to prepare himself for death . Having obtained this plain answer , William consulted Fagon again , * This portion of the History was not revised by Lord Macaulay before his death . without disguise , and ...
... give to the sick man was , to prepare himself for death . Having obtained this plain answer , William consulted Fagon again , * This portion of the History was not revised by Lord Macaulay before his death . without disguise , and ...
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... give him credit for having quite honest reasons for oppressing them . Of little comfort were the king's sons to the king . But the pretty Amelia was his darling ; and the little maiden , prattling and smiling in the fond arms of that ...
... give him credit for having quite honest reasons for oppressing them . Of little comfort were the king's sons to the king . But the pretty Amelia was his darling ; and the little maiden , prattling and smiling in the fond arms of that ...
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... give him resigna- tion to submit . He then burst into tears , and his reason again fled . What preacher need moralize on this story ; what words save the simplest are requisite to tell it ? It is too terrible for tears . The thought of ...
... give him resigna- tion to submit . He then burst into tears , and his reason again fled . What preacher need moralize on this story ; what words save the simplest are requisite to tell it ? It is too terrible for tears . The thought of ...
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... gives fire ; pulls up his drawbridge . A slight sputter ; -which has kindled the too combustible chaos - made it a roaring fire - chaos ! Bursts forth insurrection , at sight of its own blood ( for there were deaths by that sputter of ...
... gives fire ; pulls up his drawbridge . A slight sputter ; -which has kindled the too combustible chaos - made it a roaring fire - chaos ! Bursts forth insurrection , at sight of its own blood ( for there were deaths by that sputter of ...
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... give him entrance . A fine day , however , with a tranquil sea and favouring breeze , soon put all these dismal reflections to flight . It is impossible to resist the gladdening influence of fine weather and fair wind at sea . When the ...
... give him entrance . A fine day , however , with a tranquil sea and favouring breeze , soon put all these dismal reflections to flight . It is impossible to resist the gladdening influence of fine weather and fair wind at sea . When the ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 297 - Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Seite 281 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Seite 85 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Seite 252 - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Seite 281 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew...
Seite 166 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee...
Seite 201 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Seite 238 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Seite 296 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roared, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy, But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Seite 237 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...