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... sound once delightful to every Roman ear ! O sacred privilege of Roman citizenship ! -Once sacred , now trampled upon ! " - CICERO . DIAGRAM IV . - INVOCATORY POSITION . H Dupttan Figures no , in the ingr date the me B 5 INTRODUCTION . 9.
... sound once delightful to every Roman ear ! O sacred privilege of Roman citizenship ! -Once sacred , now trampled upon ! " - CICERO . DIAGRAM IV . - INVOCATORY POSITION . H Dupttan Figures no , in the ingr date the me B 5 INTRODUCTION . 9.
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... sounds ; And they , too , have a voice , yon piles of snow , And , in their perilous fall , shall thunder , God ! Ye living flowers , that skirt the eternal frost ! Ye wild goats , sporting round the eagle's nest ! Ye eagles , playmates ...
... sounds ; And they , too , have a voice , yon piles of snow , And , in their perilous fall , shall thunder , God ! Ye living flowers , that skirt the eternal frost ! Ye wild goats , sporting round the eagle's nest ! Ye eagles , playmates ...
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... sound- The boy - oh ! where was he ? — Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strew'd the sea . With mast and helm , and pennon fair , That well had borne their part ; But the noblest thing that perish'd there , Was that young ...
... sound- The boy - oh ! where was he ? — Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strew'd the sea . With mast and helm , and pennon fair , That well had borne their part ; But the noblest thing that perish'd there , Was that young ...
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... sounds of rejoicing and mirth , And its murmur was heard to the ends of the earth ! Hindostan ! crape thy banner , for cold on his bier Lies the warrior who crush'd in his headlong career The haughty Mahratta , and scatter'd the train ...
... sounds of rejoicing and mirth , And its murmur was heard to the ends of the earth ! Hindostan ! crape thy banner , for cold on his bier Lies the warrior who crush'd in his headlong career The haughty Mahratta , and scatter'd the train ...
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... sound the tocsin of strife , And with glory and vengeance all rumours are rife ; Where the demon of hate waves his fiery brand , The horizon glares wild of a neighbouring land , And replumed are the wings of the eagle that flew In ...
... sound the tocsin of strife , And with glory and vengeance all rumours are rife ; Where the demon of hate waves his fiery brand , The horizon glares wild of a neighbouring land , And replumed are the wings of the eagle that flew In ...
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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...