The Standard Fourth Reader: With Spelling and Defining Lessons, Exercises in Declamation, Etc. Part twoJ. Shorey, 1870 - 336 страница |
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... Glory , • JOANNA BAILLIE , • . W. B. O. PEABODY , HENRY HEINE , 27 36 50 • 56 66 · 75 87 • HENRY NEELE , · .102 103 · LORD BYRON , CHARLES MACKAY , LORD MACAULAY , FITZ - GREENE HALLECK , . 104 · FELICIA HEMANS , · JOHN PIERPONT ...
... Glory , • JOANNA BAILLIE , • . W. B. O. PEABODY , HENRY HEINE , 27 36 50 • 56 66 · 75 87 • HENRY NEELE , · .102 103 · LORD BYRON , CHARLES MACKAY , LORD MACAULAY , FITZ - GREENE HALLECK , . 104 · FELICIA HEMANS , · JOHN PIERPONT ...
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... glory of life is character . It is the noblest possession of a man ; exercising a greater power than wealth , and securing all the honor without the jealousies of fame . The strength , the industry , and the civilization of nations ...
... glory of life is character . It is the noblest possession of a man ; exercising a greater power than wealth , and securing all the honor without the jealousies of fame . The strength , the industry , and the civilization of nations ...
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... glory . Might I be the last victim of that furious spirit of party , by which you are impelled , with what joy would I quit this unfortunate earth , which swallows up the friends of virtue , and drinks the blood of the just ! 6. " Truth ...
... glory . Might I be the last victim of that furious spirit of party , by which you are impelled , with what joy would I quit this unfortunate earth , which swallows up the friends of virtue , and drinks the blood of the just ! 6. " Truth ...
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... glory of the republic . Incalculable distress among the mil lions , unbounded wealth and prodigality among the hundreds , such was the state of things ! 3. The rich might crush and plunder the poor with impunity ; for your rulers were ...
... glory of the republic . Incalculable distress among the mil lions , unbounded wealth and prodigality among the hundreds , such was the state of things ! 3. The rich might crush and plunder the poor with impunity ; for your rulers were ...
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... he hastened back to his own humble cottage , with no other covering than a tattered cloak , which a worthy sailor , to whom he told his sorrows , lent him on the road . Б XVI . ― RUTH TO HER MOTHER - IN - True Glory, JOANNA BAILLIE,
... he hastened back to his own humble cottage , with no other covering than a tattered cloak , which a worthy sailor , to whom he told his sorrows , lent him on the road . Б XVI . ― RUTH TO HER MOTHER - IN - True Glory, JOANNA BAILLIE,
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AMERICAN ROBIN arms army Avoid saying battle BATTLE OF IVRY beauty Bernardo BERNARDO DEL CARPIO bird bless blood boys brave breathe Cæsar Capt Catiline Cato courage cried dark death delight Doub earth EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION eyes FALL OF CONSTANTINOPLE father fear feel fire foes France give glory Goldsmith hand hast hath head heard heart heaven honor hour human immortal JOAN OF ARC king Lampedo land liberty light live look Lord loud Marmion Memorus mind MOUNT ETNA mountain nature never night noble o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH passion pibroch Pronounce replied ship soldier Song of Hiawatha soul sound speak SPECIAL EXERCISES spirit Squire Swipes sword syllable tell thee thine thing thou thought tion To-day tone voice Wat Tyler WILLIAM THE SILENT words young
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Страница 131 - The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talked the night away; Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and shewed how fields were won.
Страница 267 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Страница 186 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts ; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Страница 330 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Страница 328 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Страница 281 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Страница 333 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Страница 331 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Страница 316 - 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 crown, which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Страница 186 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.