The Boy's Second Help to Reading: A Selection of Choice Passages from English Authors, Adapted for More Advanced PupilsGeo. Routledge & Company, 1854 - 312 pages |
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... called genius shall have been denied to you , you have faculties of the mind , which may be so improved by constant exercise and vigilance , that they shall supply the place of genius , and open to you brighter prospects of ultimate ...
... called genius shall have been denied to you , you have faculties of the mind , which may be so improved by constant exercise and vigilance , that they shall supply the place of genius , and open to you brighter prospects of ultimate ...
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... times bright and sometimes dark and spotted , as it was either more * A promontory of Sicily , so called from Misenus , a faithful companion of Eneas . or less impregnated with earth and cinders . This extraordinary 13 Pliny the Younger.
... times bright and sometimes dark and spotted , as it was either more * A promontory of Sicily , so called from Misenus , a faithful companion of Eneas . or less impregnated with earth and cinders . This extraordinary 13 Pliny the Younger.
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... called the gods together , and assigned To each his fair allotment , and his sphere Of sway supreme ; but , ah ! for wretched man ! To him nor part nor portion fell : Jove vowed To blot his memory from the earth , and mould The race ...
... called the gods together , and assigned To each his fair allotment , and his sphere Of sway supreme ; but , ah ! for wretched man ! To him nor part nor portion fell : Jove vowed To blot his memory from the earth , and mould The race ...
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... called from being steeped in wax ( cera ) . + Olaus Magnus mentions the fact that the ancient Danish warriors used to be buried in the armour they had worn during life . So horribly to shake our disposition , With thoughts beyond HAMLET ...
... called from being steeped in wax ( cera ) . + Olaus Magnus mentions the fact that the ancient Danish warriors used to be buried in the armour they had worn during life . So horribly to shake our disposition , With thoughts beyond HAMLET ...
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... began- Since first he called her his before the holy man ! Trim the gay taper in his rustic dome , And light the wintry paradise of home ; And let the half - uncurtained window hail Some way. 40 THE BOY'S SECOND HELP TO READING .
... began- Since first he called her his before the holy man ! Trim the gay taper in his rustic dome , And light the wintry paradise of home ; And let the half - uncurtained window hail Some way. 40 THE BOY'S SECOND HELP TO READING .
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Page 24 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Page 276 - Why man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus ! and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 200 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill ; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly...
Page 84 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 291 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Page 200 - 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 answered it.
Page 201 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 192 - This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; 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.
Page 177 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Page 275 - I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.