Exercises in Reading and Recitationauthor, 1828 - 251 sider |
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Side 5
... wisdom condemns When the faint and the feeble deplore : Be strong as the rock of the ocean that stems A thousand wild waves to the shore ! Thro ' the perils of chance , and the scowl of disdain , May thy front be unaltered , thy courage ...
... wisdom condemns When the faint and the feeble deplore : Be strong as the rock of the ocean that stems A thousand wild waves to the shore ! Thro ' the perils of chance , and the scowl of disdain , May thy front be unaltered , thy courage ...
Side 19
... wisdom to be govern'd still by me . " The guests , upon the day appointed , came ; Each bowsy farmer with his simpering dame , " Ho , Sue ! " cries Slouch , " why dost thou not ap- pear ? " Are these thy manners when aunt Snap is here ...
... wisdom to be govern'd still by me . " The guests , upon the day appointed , came ; Each bowsy farmer with his simpering dame , " Ho , Sue ! " cries Slouch , " why dost thou not ap- pear ? " Are these thy manners when aunt Snap is here ...
Side 25
... wisdom . Now is Christ risen from the dead , and become the first fruits of them that slept : for since by man came death , by man came , also , the resurrection of the dead . As in Adam all die , even so in Christ shall all be made ...
... wisdom . Now is Christ risen from the dead , and become the first fruits of them that slept : for since by man came death , by man came , also , the resurrection of the dead . As in Adam all die , even so in Christ shall all be made ...
Side 47
... wisdom , he was really wise . No reading or study had contributed to disenchant the fairy - land around him . Every thing furnished him with an opportunity of mirth ; and , though some thought him , from his insensibility , a fool - he ...
... wisdom , he was really wise . No reading or study had contributed to disenchant the fairy - land around him . Every thing furnished him with an opportunity of mirth ; and , though some thought him , from his insensibility , a fool - he ...
Side 48
... wisdom or philosophy ; for he pretended to neither . He only laughed at himself and his persecutor ; and seemed infinitely pleased at his new situation . In this mansion of distress , -though secluded from his friends , though denied ...
... wisdom or philosophy ; for he pretended to neither . He only laughed at himself and his persecutor ; and seemed infinitely pleased at his new situation . In this mansion of distress , -though secluded from his friends , though denied ...
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Side 127 - 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 for ever hide me.
Side 50 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Side 43 - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Side 42 - 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 ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Side 42 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man.
Side 59 - 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.
Side 105 - 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.
Side 148 - tis true, this god did shake; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre; I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas! it cried, "Give me some drink, Titinius,
Side 53 - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he heaven and earth defied Changed his hand, and checked his pride. He chose a 'mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood...
Side 58 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, and monarchs tremble in their capitals ; the oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make their clay creator the vain title take of lord of thee, and arbiter of war,— these are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, they melt into thy yeast of waves — which mar alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.