(The British readers). The first (-sixth) reader, ed. by T. Morrison. The literary reader, a companion vol. to the fifth and sixth readers |
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Σελίδα 3
... CÆSAR , THE RAVEN , . THE OUTLANDISH KNIGHT , THE PRIEST AND THE MULBERRY TREE , THE LADY TURNED SERVING - MAN , CLARENCE'S DREAM , ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD , MARSTON MOOR , • THE EVENING CLOUD , Scott , 38 Shakespeare , 40 ...
... CÆSAR , THE RAVEN , . THE OUTLANDISH KNIGHT , THE PRIEST AND THE MULBERRY TREE , THE LADY TURNED SERVING - MAN , CLARENCE'S DREAM , ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD , MARSTON MOOR , • THE EVENING CLOUD , Scott , 38 Shakespeare , 40 ...
Σελίδα 40
... CÆSAR . FRIENDS , Romans , countrymen , lend me your ears : I come to bury Cæsar , not to praise him . The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interréd with their bones ; So let it be with Cæsar ! The noble Brutus Hath ...
... CÆSAR . FRIENDS , Romans , countrymen , lend me your ears : I come to bury Cæsar , not to praise him . The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interréd with their bones ; So let it be with Cæsar ! The noble Brutus Hath ...
Σελίδα 41
... Cæsar , And I must pause till it come back to me . * * * * But yesterday the word of Cæsar might * Have stood against the world ; now lies he there , And none so poor to do him reverence . O masters ! if I were disposed to stir Your ...
... Cæsar , And I must pause till it come back to me . * * * * But yesterday the word of Cæsar might * Have stood against the world ; now lies he there , And none so poor to do him reverence . O masters ! if I were disposed to stir Your ...
Σελίδα 42
... Cæsar followed it ! As rushing out of doors , to be resolv'd If Brutus so unkindly knock'd , or no . For Brutus , as you know , was Cæsar's angel : Judge , O you gods ! how dearly Cæsar lov'd him ! This was the most unkindest cut of all ...
... Cæsar followed it ! As rushing out of doors , to be resolv'd If Brutus so unkindly knock'd , or no . For Brutus , as you know , was Cæsar's angel : Judge , O you gods ! how dearly Cæsar lov'd him ! This was the most unkindest cut of all ...
Σελίδα 43
... Cæsar , that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny . SHAKESPEARE . Mark Antony's Oration . - This speech , one of the greatest of Shakespeare's creations , is supposed to be delivered over the dead body of Julius Cæsar , who ...
... Cæsar , that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny . SHAKESPEARE . Mark Antony's Oration . - This speech , one of the greatest of Shakespeare's creations , is supposed to be delivered over the dead body of Julius Cæsar , who ...
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arms Barbara Frietchie BARONESS NAIRN battle Battle of Morgarten beautiful beneath bird blood born brave breath Brutus Cæsar chamber door cried Dacotahs dark dead death deep died dreadful Duke earth eyes fall father fear fell fire forest Gêlert glory grave hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha Highlanders honour Hurra John king lady land Laughing Water leal light live Lochiel look lord Maria Marston Moor methought morning mountain never Nevermore night noble o'er poem poet pray Quoth the raven raven river rock Roderich Vich Alpine round Roundhead shout Shylock smiled sorrow soul spirit stood stream Sudorifics Sweet William sword tears Tell thee thou trees Tubal Cain Twas unto voice waves weep wild wind WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED word Yarrow young
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Σελίδα 47 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
Σελίδα 96 - Yea, twice the sum : if that will not suffice, I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Σελίδα 41 - tis his will : Let but the Commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood...
Σελίδα 40 - 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.
Σελίδα 82 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above, And life is thorny, and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Σελίδα 16 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Σελίδα 201 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Σελίδα 44 - Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Σελίδα 29 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — O to abide in the desert with thee!
Σελίδα 83 - They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Lite cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between ; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.