Penny readings in prose and verse, selected and ed. by J.E. Carpenter, Τόμος 51866 |
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... Death of Nelson Robert Southey 149 Mary , the Maid of the Inn Robert Southey 155 A " Penny Readings " Prologue William Gaspey ....... 158 Vat You Please .... J. R. Planché ... 160 The Family Meeting ... Charles Sprague 163 The Complete ...
... Death of Nelson Robert Southey 149 Mary , the Maid of the Inn Robert Southey 155 A " Penny Readings " Prologue William Gaspey ....... 158 Vat You Please .... J. R. Planché ... 160 The Family Meeting ... Charles Sprague 163 The Complete ...
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... Death , Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme , To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die , To cease upon the midnight with no pain , While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ...
... Death , Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme , To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die , To cease upon the midnight with no pain , While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ...
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... death , in 1631 , " he had found final shelter in the family of the Earl of Dorset . " He was buried in Westminster Abbey . His works are a collection of Pastorals , 1593 ; " The Barons ' Wars , " and " England's Heroical Epistles ...
... death , in 1631 , " he had found final shelter in the family of the Earl of Dorset . " He was buried in Westminster Abbey . His works are a collection of Pastorals , 1593 ; " The Barons ' Wars , " and " England's Heroical Epistles ...
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... death , The unavenged death , of a poor brother . I seemed I was a base ignoble slave . What am I ? -peace , I say ! -what am I now ? Head of this great republic , chief of Rome- In V. 2 A Scene from Rienzi . 17.
... death , The unavenged death , of a poor brother . I seemed I was a base ignoble slave . What am I ? -peace , I say ! -what am I now ? Head of this great republic , chief of Rome- In V. 2 A Scene from Rienzi . 17.
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... death , He felt it in his tighten'd breath ; Spoil , rifle , dropp'd , and slow As the dread torpor crawling came Along his staggering , stiffening frame , He sunk upon the snow . Reason forsook her shatter'd throne , - He deem'd that V ...
... death , He felt it in his tighten'd breath ; Spoil , rifle , dropp'd , and slow As the dread torpor crawling came Along his staggering , stiffening frame , He sunk upon the snow . Reason forsook her shatter'd throne , - He deem'd that V ...
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Penny Readings in Prose and Verse, Selected and Ed. by J.E. Carpenter Joseph Edwards Carpenter Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2019 |
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Σελίδα 109 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we; Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Σελίδα 153 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What ! shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Σελίδα 35 - 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.
Σελίδα 154 - I did send to you For certain sums of gold, which you denied me; — For I can raise no money by vile means : 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. I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: Was that done like Cassius ? Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?
Σελίδα 166 - ... twere the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Now, this overdone, or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve ; the censure of which one must, in your allowance, o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.
Σελίδα 155 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Σελίδα 6 - With Spanish yew so strong, Arrows a cloth-yard long, That like to serpents stung, Piercing the weather; None from his fellow starts, But playing manly parts, And like true English hearts, Stuck close together. When down their bows they threw, And forth their bilboes...