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Σελίδα 34
... knew that peal too well Which stretch'd his father on a bloody bier , And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell : He rush'd into the field , and foremost fighting fell ! Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro , And gathering ...
... knew that peal too well Which stretch'd his father on a bloody bier , And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell : He rush'd into the field , and foremost fighting fell ! Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro , And gathering ...
Σελίδα 51
... knew but little , Tapps of French not a tittle ; In ordering dinner , therefore , ' tis no wonder , That they should make a blunder . Whether the landlord knew or no , The sequel of my tale will shew ; He blunder'd , and it cannot be ...
... knew but little , Tapps of French not a tittle ; In ordering dinner , therefore , ' tis no wonder , That they should make a blunder . Whether the landlord knew or no , The sequel of my tale will shew ; He blunder'd , and it cannot be ...
Σελίδα 56
... , said , that Jonah swallowed a large Whale ; on which the other made answer , that " he knew Buck'ra Mans berry much like fish , but he did not know that they eat Whales after that fashion . " to sing he also began to bow , wow , ...
... , said , that Jonah swallowed a large Whale ; on which the other made answer , that " he knew Buck'ra Mans berry much like fish , but he did not know that they eat Whales after that fashion . " to sing he also began to bow , wow , ...
Σελίδα 58
... knew was no such thing , for Mr. Parson had a secret niche cut in his desk , into which he put his book . On the fol- lowing Sunday , Muggins made a point of being at church first , and espying the parson's book in the old place , he ...
... knew was no such thing , for Mr. Parson had a secret niche cut in his desk , into which he put his book . On the fol- lowing Sunday , Muggins made a point of being at church first , and espying the parson's book in the old place , he ...
Σελίδα 60
... knew the waiter well ; Had himself been a native of Duke's Place , And that by tipping , he would never tell Aught that should bring his patron to disgrace ; And so , of a long tale to make short work , I'll tell each wicked grinner ...
... knew the waiter well ; Had himself been a native of Duke's Place , And that by tipping , he would never tell Aught that should bring his patron to disgrace ; And so , of a long tale to make short work , I'll tell each wicked grinner ...
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Σελίδα 119 - But here's a parchment, with the seal of Caesar, I found it in his closet, 't is 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...
Σελίδα 229 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Σελίδα 106 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble...
Σελίδα 261 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore...
Σελίδα 34 - 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...
Σελίδα 207 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world : And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it ; — yet I'll hammer 't out. My brain I'll prove the female to my soul, My soul the father : and these two beget A generation of still-breeding thoughts...
Σελίδα 118 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Σελίδα 120 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Σελίδα 107 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain. Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew. Behold how they toss their torches on high. How they point to the Persian abodes, And glittering temples of their hostile gods!
Σελίδα 217 - ... abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor.— What's that,...