An American Selection of Lessons in Reading and Speaking: Calculated to Improve the Minds and Refine the Taste of Youth : to which are Prefixed Rules in Elocution and Directions for Expressing the Principal Passions of the Mind : Being the Third Part of A Grammatical Institute of the English LanguageEvert Duyckinck, bookseller and stationer, 1804 - 236 Seiten |
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... live , or let us die like men ! Come on my friends . To Alfred we will cut Our glorious way ; or , as we nobly perish , Will offer to the genius of our country Whole hecatombs of Danes . " - As if one soul Had mov'd them all , around ...
... live , or let us die like men ! Come on my friends . To Alfred we will cut Our glorious way ; or , as we nobly perish , Will offer to the genius of our country Whole hecatombs of Danes . " - As if one soul Had mov'd them all , around ...
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... live upon contentedly . A contented mind , and a good conscience , will make a man happy in all conditions . He knows not how to fear who dares to die . There is but one way of fortifying the soul against all gloomy presages and terrors ...
... live upon contentedly . A contented mind , and a good conscience , will make a man happy in all conditions . He knows not how to fear who dares to die . There is but one way of fortifying the soul against all gloomy presages and terrors ...
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... live at present , but are providing to live another time . Party is the madness of many , for the gain of a few . To endeavor to work upon the vulgar with fine sense , is lik attempting to hew blocks of marble with a razor ...
... live at present , but are providing to live another time . Party is the madness of many , for the gain of a few . To endeavor to work upon the vulgar with fine sense , is lik attempting to hew blocks of marble with a razor ...
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... live in brass : their virtues we write in water . The web of our life is of a mingled yarn , good and ill to- gether ; our virtues would be proud , if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair , if they were not ...
... live in brass : their virtues we write in water . The web of our life is of a mingled yarn , good and ill to- gether ; our virtues would be proud , if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair , if they were not ...
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... Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast , Ready with every nod to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep . -Who shall go about To cozen fortune and be honorable Without the stamp of merit : let none presume To wear an undeserved ...
... Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast , Ready with every nod to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep . -Who shall go about To cozen fortune and be honorable Without the stamp of merit : let none presume To wear an undeserved ...
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Agathocles America arms army beauty Belfield Blithe blood body British British parliament Caius Verres Calista character cheerfulness citizens colonies Columbus command conduct Count d'Estaing daugh daughter dear death Delvill dreadful duty enemy eyes Fair Penitent father favor fear feel fifth of March fire fortune Gent give Great-Britain hand happiness heard heart heaven Hispaniola honor hope human Hunks Indians inhabitants justice king Lady laws liberty live look Lord Lord Cornwallis lumbus Madam mankind manner marriage married ment mind Miss Wal nature never night object obliged passions Patricians peace Perrin person pleasure Plebeian Powhatan prisoner Putnam render Roche Roman savage soon soul Spain speak suffered Syph Syphax tears thee thing thou thought tion took town treaty troops virtue voice whole words wounded young
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Seite 183 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind Which I respect not.
Seite 181 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st...
Seite 179 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Seite 10 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Seite 179 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing...
Seite 10 - As in a theatre the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on gentle Richard : no man cried, God save him...
Seite 10 - God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home: But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Seite 198 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Seite 195 - The whole strange purpose of their lives to find Or make an enemy of all mankind ! Not one looks backward, onward still he goes, Yet ne'er looks forward further than his nose.
Seite 182 - And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes? And sell the mighty space of our large...