The Standard Fourth Reader: With Spelling and Defining Lessons, Exercises in Declamation, Etc. Part two

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J. Shorey, 1870 - 336 páginas
 

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Make Way for Liberty James Montgomery
193
Nothing to Wear W A Butler
195
Special Exercises from Shakspeare
198
Catiline to his Troops Rev Geo Croly
200
Song of Hiawatha H W Longfellow
201
Catos Soliloquy Joseph Addison
206
Marullus to the Mob Shakspeare
207
Barbarity of War Rev T Chalmers
208
The Prussian General on the Rhine
210
A field of Battle P B Shelley
213
Vitality of Truth W C Bryant
214
Too Late I Stayed W R Spencer
216
Bernardo del Carpio Humans and Lockhart
217
The Light and Life Thomas Moore
234
Parting of Douglas and Marmion Sir Walter Scott
237
The Death of Marmion Sin Walter Scott
243
Charles Dickens 216
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The Graves of a Household Felicia Hemans
252
Tho Rescue of tho Lamb Wu Wordsworth
253
On Indifference to Popular Elections
257
Downfall of Poland Thomas Camprell 2C0 109 Sonnet J Blanco White
264
Brutus on the Death of Caesar
267
From Youngs Night Thoughts 2C6 112 Wolsey to Cromwell Shakspeare
268
Speech cf Van Artevelde Henry Taylor 2C9 116 Onward J K Lomrard
273
Whatever is is Right Alexander Pope
276
Battle Hymn and Farewell to Life Korner
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Waterloo Lord Byron
280
Rorert Chamrers
282
Be Just Aaron Hill
289
Tomorrow Nathaniel Cotton
290
Quotations from Poets
293
Columbus Discovers the New World Washington Irving
298
How to Havo what we Like Horace Smith
300
Address to an Egyptian Mummy Horace Smith
307
The Winds W C Bryant
312
Mark Antonys Address Shakspeare
316
Address of Caradoc tho Bard Sir E B Lytton
319
The Child of Earth Caroline Norton
323
Hnmlets Soliloquy on Death Shakspeare
332
Catilines Defiance Geo Croly
333
Immortality SaRan F Adams
334
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Página 131 - The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talked the night away; Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and shewed how fields were won.
Página 267 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Página 186 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts ; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Página 330 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Página 328 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Página 281 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Página 333 - 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 undiscover'd 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...
Página 331 - 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...
Página 316 - 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 honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Página 186 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — '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.

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