The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet, Τόμος 11876 |
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Σελίδα 7
... brow , in whose eye , Shone beauty and pleasure - her triumphs are by ; And the memory of those who loved her and praised , Are alike from the minds of the living erased . The hand of the king that the sceptre hath borne ; The brow of ...
... brow , in whose eye , Shone beauty and pleasure - her triumphs are by ; And the memory of those who loved her and praised , Are alike from the minds of the living erased . The hand of the king that the sceptre hath borne ; The brow of ...
Σελίδα 8
... brow , Who make in their dwelling a transient abode , Meet the things that they met on their pilgrimage road . Yea ! hope and despondency , pleasure and pain , We mingle together in sunshine and rain ; And the smiles and the tears , the ...
... brow , Who make in their dwelling a transient abode , Meet the things that they met on their pilgrimage road . Yea ! hope and despondency , pleasure and pain , We mingle together in sunshine and rain ; And the smiles and the tears , the ...
Σελίδα 10
... brow shall sweat - drops roll like rain . " That curse has had no death ; we are brought forth in pain , And all the pathway of our checkered years Is strewn with ashes and remorseful tears , Till , in the midst of grief , we yield our ...
... brow shall sweat - drops roll like rain . " That curse has had no death ; we are brought forth in pain , And all the pathway of our checkered years Is strewn with ashes and remorseful tears , Till , in the midst of grief , we yield our ...
Σελίδα 38
... brow the sweat of anguish Started , but it froze and fell not . Wrapp'd in furs and arm'd for hunting With his mighty bow of ash - tree , With his quiver full of arrows , With his mittens , Minjekahwun , Into the vast and vacant forest ...
... brow the sweat of anguish Started , but it froze and fell not . Wrapp'd in furs and arm'd for hunting With his mighty bow of ash - tree , With his quiver full of arrows , With his mittens , Minjekahwun , Into the vast and vacant forest ...
Σελίδα 41
... brow , " The very men who fought with us , they say are traitors now : They've torn the flag of Lundy's Lane , our old red , white , and blue , And while a drop of blood is left , I'll show that drop is true . " I'm not so weak but I ...
... brow , " The very men who fought with us , they say are traitors now : They've torn the flag of Lundy's Lane , our old red , white , and blue , And while a drop of blood is left , I'll show that drop is true . " I'm not so weak but I ...
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Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
arms Bardell beautiful bells beneath bless blood brave breast breath bright brow Carthage Charles Dickens child cold cried Dacotahs dark dead dear death door dream dying earth eyes face fall father fell fire flag flowers gazed glory gone grave hand hath head hear heard heart heaven heerd Hiawatha honor hour Ishmael Day land Lars Porsena Laughing Laughing Water light lips live Lochinvar look Lord Minnehaha morning mother neath never Nevermore night Nokomis o'er pale Pickwick poor pray prayer Ring river river Lee Rome SHAMUS Shibboleth shout silence sleep smile sorrow soul Spartacus stand star-spangled banner stars stood sweet sword tears tell thee there's thing thou thought Toll Twas voice wave weary weep wife wigwam wild wonder word young
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 101 - 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 108 - O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Σελίδα 145 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet...
Σελίδα 134 - O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Σελίδα 34 - If we shall suppose that American slavery is one of those offenses which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which, having continued through His appointed time, He now wills to remove, and that He gives to both North and South this terrible war as the woe due to those by whom the offense came, shall we discern therein any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a living God always ascribe to Him?
Σελίδα 100 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer, — Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all...
Σελίδα 134 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Σελίδα 108 - I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
Σελίδα 72 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Σελίδα 142 - NAY, then, farewell, I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting: I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.