The Sixth Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, with Biographical and Critical Notices of the Authors : for the Use of Advanced Classes in Public and Private SchoolsBrewer and Tileston, 1863 - 436 pagina's |
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Pagina xli
... Hear me , for I will speak . Must I give way and room to your rash choler ? Shall I be frightened when a madman stares ? CAS . O ye gods ! ye gods ! Must I endure all this ? BRU . All this ? Ay , more . Fret till your proud beart break ...
... Hear me , for I will speak . Must I give way and room to your rash choler ? Shall I be frightened when a madman stares ? CAS . O ye gods ! ye gods ! Must I endure all this ? BRU . All this ? Ay , more . Fret till your proud beart break ...
Pagina lviii
... hear me , Hubert ! drive these men away And I will sit as quiet as a lamb ; I will not stir , nor wince , nor speak a word , Nor look upon the irons angerly ; Thrust but these men away , and I'll forgive you , Whatever torment you do ...
... hear me , Hubert ! drive these men away And I will sit as quiet as a lamb ; I will not stir , nor wince , nor speak a word , Nor look upon the irons angerly ; Thrust but these men away , and I'll forgive you , Whatever torment you do ...
Pagina lix
... hear such principles confessed , to hear them avowed in this house , or in this country ; principles equally unconstitutional , inhuman , and unchristian INTRODUCTORY TREATISE . lix.
... hear such principles confessed , to hear them avowed in this house , or in this country ; principles equally unconstitutional , inhuman , and unchristian INTRODUCTORY TREATISE . lix.
Pagina lxi
... hear him grôan ; Ay , and that tongue of his , that bade the Romans Màrk him , and write his speeches in their books , Give me some drink , Titinius , ' Alas ! it cried , As a sick girl . " Ye gòds , it doth amaze me , A man of such a ...
... hear him grôan ; Ay , and that tongue of his , that bade the Romans Màrk him , and write his speeches in their books , Give me some drink , Titinius , ' Alas ! it cried , As a sick girl . " Ye gòds , it doth amaze me , A man of such a ...
Pagina lxvi
... hear , The German songs we used to sing , in chorus sweet and clear ; And down the pleasant river , and up the slanting hill , The echoing chorus sounded , through the evening calm and still ; And her glad blue eyes were on me as we ...
... hear , The German songs we used to sing , in chorus sweet and clear ; And down the pleasant river , and up the slanting hill , The echoing chorus sounded , through the evening calm and still ; And her glad blue eyes were on me as we ...
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Pagina lxiv - What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Pagina 417 - Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him. Then burst his mighty heart; And in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue (Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell.
Pagina lxv - 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.
Pagina lxi - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Pagina 237 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Pagina 121 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die: Into the valley of death Rode the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them...
Pagina 404 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Pagina xlv - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered 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 looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Pagina 415 - 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.
Pagina 140 - Of old hast THOU laid the foundation of the earth : And the heavens are the work of thy hands. They shall perish, but THOU shalt endure : Yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment ; As a vesture shalt THOU change them, and they shall be changed : But THOU art the same, And thy years shall have no end.