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... Death · Henry V. to his Soldiers at the Battle of Agincourt · Mrs. Hemans Shakespere Joan of Arc's Address to the King of France Southey Josephus the Historian's Address to his Countrymen - - · Milman Lines Written for Recitation , on ...
... Death · Henry V. to his Soldiers at the Battle of Agincourt · Mrs. Hemans Shakespere Joan of Arc's Address to the King of France Southey Josephus the Historian's Address to his Countrymen - - · Milman Lines Written for Recitation , on ...
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... death , From dark and icy caverns called you forth , Down those precipitous , black , jagged rocks , For ever shattered , and the same for ever ? Who gave you your invulnerable life , Your strength , your speed , your fury , and your ...
... death , From dark and icy caverns called you forth , Down those precipitous , black , jagged rocks , For ever shattered , and the same for ever ? Who gave you your invulnerable life , Your strength , your speed , your fury , and your ...
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... death below , His voice no longer heard . He called aloud , - " Say , father , say , " If yet my task be done ? ” He knew not , that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son . " Speak , father ! " once again he cried , " If I may yet be ...
... death below , His voice no longer heard . He called aloud , - " Say , father , say , " If yet my task be done ? ” He knew not , that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son . " Speak , father ! " once again he cried , " If I may yet be ...
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... death , In still , yet brave despair ; And shouted but once more aloud , " My father ! must I stay ? " While o'er him fast , thro ' sail and shroud , The wreathing fires made way . They wrapped the ship in splendour wild ; They caught ...
... death , In still , yet brave despair ; And shouted but once more aloud , " My father ! must I stay ? " While o'er him fast , thro ' sail and shroud , The wreathing fires made way . They wrapped the ship in splendour wild ; They caught ...
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... death is on thy brow ? " The world ! what means it ? -mine is here- ' I will not leave thee now . 66 66 I have been with thee in thine hour 66 Of glory and of bliss ; Doubt not its memory's living power 66 To strengthen me through this ...
... death is on thy brow ? " The world ! what means it ? -mine is here- ' I will not leave thee now . 66 66 I have been with thee in thine hour 66 Of glory and of bliss ; Doubt not its memory's living power 66 To strengthen me through this ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Acres Adras Æsop answer arms art thou battle behold blood bound brave brow Brutus Bull Cæsar Caius Verres Casca Cassius Catiline cheers cried dare dark dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth Edition enemy eyes father fear Gabor Gaul gentleman give glory gods hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour Jaff justice king ladies Lioni live look lord Loud Mark Antony ne'er never night noble o'er once Pangloss Papillion patricians peace pray Rienzi Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians SHAKESPERE Shylock Sicily Siegendorf Sir Anth Sir Cha Sir Fret Sir Luc slaves smile Sneer soldiers soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou hast thought traitor Twas Tyke Venice voice word young Zounds
Pasajes populares
Página 18 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Página 256 - 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 ; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me...
Página 19 - The wide, th' unbounded prospect, lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us, (And that there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in, must be happy.
Página 254 - 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.
Página 58 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Página 256 - What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it : they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
Página 165 - The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy ; But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried ' Help me, Cassius, or I sink...
Página 254 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 150 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past...
Página 24 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...