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... manner . ' You must be convinced by experience how much freedom surpasses slavery ; for if any of you formerly , through ignorance of which might be the better , have been deceived by the seducing promises of the Romans ; now , having ...
... manner . ' You must be convinced by experience how much freedom surpasses slavery ; for if any of you formerly , through ignorance of which might be the better , have been deceived by the seducing promises of the Romans ; now , having ...
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... manner : ' You have heard what these accursed people have done to us , or rather , indeed , you have seen some of their actions ; choose , therefore , whether you will endure the like , and , moreover , retreat wholly from Britain , or ...
... manner : ' You have heard what these accursed people have done to us , or rather , indeed , you have seen some of their actions ; choose , therefore , whether you will endure the like , and , moreover , retreat wholly from Britain , or ...
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... manner as other barbarians esteem gold . But they puncture their bodies with pictorial forms of every sort of animals ; on which account they wear no clothing , lest they should hide the figures on their body . They are a most warlike ...
... manner as other barbarians esteem gold . But they puncture their bodies with pictorial forms of every sort of animals ; on which account they wear no clothing , lest they should hide the figures on their body . They are a most warlike ...
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... manner as might rid him of the old man as soon as possible . At length , however , and even then chiefly worn out by vexation , Severus expired ; having lived more gloriously as to military matters than any of the emperors . For no one ...
... manner as might rid him of the old man as soon as possible . At length , however , and even then chiefly worn out by vexation , Severus expired ; having lived more gloriously as to military matters than any of the emperors . For no one ...
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... manner , sent their souls by perfect combat to the joys of the heavenly city . SONNET . - ST . ALBAN . Lament ! for Diocletian's fiery sword Works busy as the lightning ; but instinct With malice ne'er to deadliest weapon link'd , Which ...
... manner , sent their souls by perfect combat to the joys of the heavenly city . SONNET . - ST . ALBAN . Lament ! for Diocletian's fiery sword Works busy as the lightning ; but instinct With malice ne'er to deadliest weapon link'd , Which ...
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Half Hours of English History: From the Roman Period to the Death of Elizabeth Charles Knight Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1899 |
Half Hours of English History: From the Roman Period to the Death of ... Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1865 |
Half Hours of English History: From the Roman Period to the Death of ... Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1865 |
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Side 450 - Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took 't away again ; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Side 568 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Side 480 - That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Side 63 - Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
Side 421 - s talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills...
Side 421 - All murdered : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Side 454 - By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks...
Side 358 - Stay, oh stay! nor thus forlorn Leave me unbless'd, unpitied, here to mourn: In yon bright track, that fires the western skies, They melt, they vanish from my eyes. But oh! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height Descending slow their glitt'ring skirts unroll?
Side 421 - Let's choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's ; And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model 15 of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Side 451 - Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the mark!) And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth Was parmaceti, for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villainous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.