The Fifth Reader of the School and Family SeriesHarper & Brothers, 1861 - 538 Seiten |
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... wild uproar . ( As when Alcides , from Echalia crown'd With conquest , felt th ' envenom'd robe ; and tore , Through pain , up by the roots Thessalian pines , And Lichas from the top of Eta threw Into th ' Euboic sea . - MILTON ...
... wild uproar . ( As when Alcides , from Echalia crown'd With conquest , felt th ' envenom'd robe ; and tore , Through pain , up by the roots Thessalian pines , And Lichas from the top of Eta threw Into th ' Euboic sea . - MILTON ...
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... nightly fears , From Cambria's curse , from Cambria's tears ! " Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound B 2 PART I. 33 ELOCUTIONARY .
... nightly fears , From Cambria's curse , from Cambria's tears ! " Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound B 2 PART I. 33 ELOCUTIONARY .
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... wild bees ' hum ; The flowers of summer are fairest there , And freshest the breath of the summer air ; And sweetest the golden autumn day In silence and sunshine glides away . 3. Yet , fair as thou art , thou shunnest to glide ...
... wild bees ' hum ; The flowers of summer are fairest there , And freshest the breath of the summer air ; And sweetest the golden autumn day In silence and sunshine glides away . 3. Yet , fair as thou art , thou shunnest to glide ...
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... wild animals and birds seemed to have gone to their retreats , to be rid of the heat of the sun . Sud- denly , at one point of the road , I came upon a great stagnant water - pool , and , casting my eye across it , there stood a pine ...
... wild animals and birds seemed to have gone to their retreats , to be rid of the heat of the sun . Sud- denly , at one point of the road , I came upon a great stagnant water - pool , and , casting my eye across it , there stood a pine ...
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... wild flowers ; and yet there is not one of these , from the humblest weed that grows , that will not yield abundant scope for study - that does not exhibit perfec- tion and beauty of structure that tell of its Divine Creator . 3 ...
... wild flowers ; and yet there is not one of these , from the humblest weed that grows , that will not yield abundant scope for study - that does not exhibit perfec- tion and beauty of structure that tell of its Divine Creator . 3 ...
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Seite 275 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Seite 488 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
Seite 82 - 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 534 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on : 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the " Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Seite 220 - In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people - ah, the people They that dwell up in the steeple...
Seite 531 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony ; who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth...
Seite 219 - Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells On the future!
Seite 82 - All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Seite 486 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
Seite 487 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of, forgotten lore, — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door: Only this and nothing more.