Repetition and reading book, selections by C. BiltonCharles Bilton 1866 |
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Pagina 12
... fall from his hand , With blood of his subjects imbrued . I saw him both sicken and die , And , the moment the monster expired , Heard shouts , that ascended the sky , From thousands with rapture inspired . Awaking , how could I but ...
... fall from his hand , With blood of his subjects imbrued . I saw him both sicken and die , And , the moment the monster expired , Heard shouts , that ascended the sky , From thousands with rapture inspired . Awaking , how could I but ...
Pagina 17
... fall .'—— Lord Marmion turn'd , -well was his need , And dash'd the rowels in his steed , Like arrow through the archway sprung , The ponderous gate behind him rung : To pass there was such scanty room , The bars , descending , razed ...
... fall .'—— Lord Marmion turn'd , -well was his need , And dash'd the rowels in his steed , Like arrow through the archway sprung , The ponderous gate behind him rung : To pass there was such scanty room , The bars , descending , razed ...
Pagina 19
... fall . But meeter for thee , gentle lover of nature , To lay down thy head like the meek mountain lamb , When , wildered , he drops from some cliff huge in stature , And draws his last sob by the side of his dam . And more stately thy ...
... fall . But meeter for thee , gentle lover of nature , To lay down thy head like the meek mountain lamb , When , wildered , he drops from some cliff huge in stature , And draws his last sob by the side of his dam . And more stately thy ...
Pagina 26
... fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the midnight and the snow ! Christ save us all from a death like this , On the reef of Norman's Woe ! Longfellow . THE LIGHT - HOUSE . The rocky ledge runs far into the sea , And ...
... fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the midnight and the snow ! Christ save us all from a death like this , On the reef of Norman's Woe ! Longfellow . THE LIGHT - HOUSE . The rocky ledge runs far into the sea , And ...
Pagina 35
... falls of water murmuring in his ear . On rifted rocks , the dragon's late abodes , The green reed trembles , and the bulrush nods . Waste sandy valleys , once perplex'd with thorn , The spiry fir and shapely box adorn : To leafless ...
... falls of water murmuring in his ear . On rifted rocks , the dragon's late abodes , The green reed trembles , and the bulrush nods . Waste sandy valleys , once perplex'd with thorn , The spiry fir and shapely box adorn : To leafless ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
arms Arth beauty bells beneath blood bosom breath Brutus Cæsar Cassius CATARACT OF LODORE child children of Prometheus clouds dark dead death deep delight Dora earth England Epimetheus eyes face father fear feel fire flowers glory GODFREY OF BOUILLON grace green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hills honour Julius Cæsar king Kingsley land leap lichen light look Lord Macb mind moon morning mountain nature never night noble o'er Pecksniff plain rise roaring rocks rose round rushing scene seemed seen Shakspeare ship shore smile soft sorrow soul sound spirit stood stream sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Tim Herlihy trees voice Walter Savage Landor Washington Irving water-babies waves wild wind wonder words Yoho youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 83 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Pagina 107 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Pagina 99 - Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones; so let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious; if it were so, it was a grievous fault; and grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, for Brutus is an honourable man; so are they all, all honourable men, . . . come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Pagina 45 - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Pagina 68 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Pagina 89 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls, But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Pagina 33 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew: 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher, too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran — that he could gauge.
Pagina 81 - ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer' d greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
Pagina 120 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; 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...
Pagina 118 - 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 honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.