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... Tell ....... XIII . Tell to his Native Mountains ... XIV . Henry VIII . and Anne Boleyn .......... { ... Shakspere . 272 ..Shakspere . 276 .Shakspere . 276 Shakspere . 277 .Shakspere . 281 ... Dryden . 282 ... Addison . 287 ...
... Tell ....... XIII . Tell to his Native Mountains ... XIV . Henry VIII . and Anne Boleyn .......... { ... Shakspere . 272 ..Shakspere . 276 .Shakspere . 276 Shakspere . 277 .Shakspere . 281 ... Dryden . 282 ... Addison . 287 ...
Pagina 19
... tell it ? It is too terrible for tears . The thought of such a misery smites me down in submission before the Ruler of kings and men , the Mon- arch Supreme over empires and republics , the inscrutable Dispenser of life , death ...
... tell it ? It is too terrible for tears . The thought of such a misery smites me down in submission before the Ruler of kings and men , the Mon- arch Supreme over empires and republics , the inscrutable Dispenser of life , death ...
Pagina 28
Archibald Hamilton Bryce. piled in mouldering , rotting masses in the cave , to tell that a few hours before a tribe of men , women , and children had entered its dreary portals . And now , great nation , what think ye Europe says of you ...
Archibald Hamilton Bryce. piled in mouldering , rotting masses in the cave , to tell that a few hours before a tribe of men , women , and children had entered its dreary portals . And now , great nation , what think ye Europe says of you ...
Pagina 32
... tell the story of their end . What sighs have been wafted after that ship ! What prayers offered up at the deserted fireside at home ! How often has the mistress , the wife , the mother , pored over the daily news to catch some casual ...
... tell the story of their end . What sighs have been wafted after that ship ! What prayers offered up at the deserted fireside at home ! How often has the mistress , the wife , the mother , pored over the daily news to catch some casual ...
Pagina 38
... strangers , who had heard tell of her loveliness , often dropped in , as if by accident , to see the Beauty of Rydal- mere ....... One summer day a youthful stranger appeared at the door 38 LUCY FLEMING . ་་ ་་་་་ Professor Wilson.
... strangers , who had heard tell of her loveliness , often dropped in , as if by accident , to see the Beauty of Rydal- mere ....... One summer day a youthful stranger appeared at the door 38 LUCY FLEMING . ་་ ་་་་་ Professor Wilson.
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Populaire passages
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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!
Pagina 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...