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Pagina v
... Battle of Lodi Reding's Speech to his Soldiers The Convent of the Great St. Bernard Gustavus the Great of Sweden Constantinople Alfred the Great Ruins of Troy • Last Moments of Charles I. Napoleon crossing the Great St. Bernard Voltaire ...
... Battle of Lodi Reding's Speech to his Soldiers The Convent of the Great St. Bernard Gustavus the Great of Sweden Constantinople Alfred the Great Ruins of Troy • Last Moments of Charles I. Napoleon crossing the Great St. Bernard Voltaire ...
Pagina vi
... Battle of Copenhagen 78 Ferdinand and Isabella 80 Portrait of the True Christian 81 Admiral Lord Exmouth 82 Bombardment of Algiers 83 Peter the Great , Emperor of Russia 86 Napoleon at Austerlitz 88 Frederic II . , King of Prussia 90 ...
... Battle of Copenhagen 78 Ferdinand and Isabella 80 Portrait of the True Christian 81 Admiral Lord Exmouth 82 Bombardment of Algiers 83 Peter the Great , Emperor of Russia 86 Napoleon at Austerlitz 88 Frederic II . , King of Prussia 90 ...
Pagina vii
... Battle of Sobraon . 162 Lord Chesterfield's Letter to his Son . 163 On Education . 169 William Pitt , Earl of Chatham Influence of the French Language and Literature A Family in Distress ( " Nicholas Nickleby " ) The Spell of Wealth ...
... Battle of Sobraon . 162 Lord Chesterfield's Letter to his Son . 163 On Education . 169 William Pitt , Earl of Chatham Influence of the French Language and Literature A Family in Distress ( " Nicholas Nickleby " ) The Spell of Wealth ...
Pagina 1
... battles by the British army , in the year 1846 . с t X 2. London , on the Thames , d the capital of Eng- land , is the most populous and most commercial city in the world . Its port often contains more thanh a * a Britannique.- e b l ...
... battles by the British army , in the year 1846 . с t X 2. London , on the Thames , d the capital of Eng- land , is the most populous and most commercial city in the world . Its port often contains more thanh a * a Britannique.- e b l ...
Pagina 2
... battle of Culloden , which entirely destroyed the party of the Stuarts . FRANCE . 3. France is ind general ' a level country , very moderately undulated . It enjoys a beautiful sky and a temperate climate ; but much warmer in the h ...
... battle of Culloden , which entirely destroyed the party of the Stuarts . FRANCE . 3. France is ind general ' a level country , very moderately undulated . It enjoys a beautiful sky and a temperate climate ; but much warmer in the h ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 207 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pagina 205 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is hell ; myself am hell ; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Pagina 196 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Pagina 203 - 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; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 206 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign ; As man ere long and this new world shall know.
Pagina 185 - This, madam, was your situation; and what have I done for you? I have made you a woman of fashion. of fortune, of rank — in short, I have made you my wife.
Pagina 197 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Pagina 169 - I CONSIDER a human soul without education like marble in the quarry, which shows none of its inherent beauties; until the skill of the polisher fetches out the colours, makes the surface shine, and discovers every ornamental cloud, spot, and vein that runs through the body of it.
Pagina 202 - Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound ; Content to breathe his native air In his own ground.
Pagina 204 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...