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... land which he had plundered and impoverished . He released all his state prisoners , as well Saxons as others , some of whom had pined in dungeons for more than twenty years . Robert , his eldest son , who had had many violent quarrels ...
... land which he had plundered and impoverished . He released all his state prisoners , as well Saxons as others , some of whom had pined in dungeons for more than twenty years . Robert , his eldest son , who had had many violent quarrels ...
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... land , Touching all with thine opiate wand- Come , long sought ! When I arose and saw the dawn , I sigh'd for thee ; When light rode high , and the dew was gone , And noon lay heavy on flower and tree , And the weary Day turn'd to his ...
... land , Touching all with thine opiate wand- Come , long sought ! When I arose and saw the dawn , I sigh'd for thee ; When light rode high , and the dew was gone , And noon lay heavy on flower and tree , And the weary Day turn'd to his ...
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... land chiefs . Mac Ian had not submitted.- He had gone to Fort William on the 31st December , the last day allowed , to submit , but there was no magistrate there to whom he could do so . He then hastened , in great terror , to Inverary ...
... land chiefs . Mac Ian had not submitted.- He had gone to Fort William on the 31st December , the last day allowed , to submit , but there was no magistrate there to whom he could do so . He then hastened , in great terror , to Inverary ...
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... land of death to a land of life , " — in the chamber which long afterwards bore his name in the Palace of Westminster , he 32 PUBLIC SCHOOL SERIES . Dean Stanley 93.
... land of death to a land of life , " — in the chamber which long afterwards bore his name in the Palace of Westminster , he 32 PUBLIC SCHOOL SERIES . Dean Stanley 93.
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... land , and Jutland . Netherlanders , Hollanders , and Flemings . .Low Dutch , or Germans . High Dutch , or Germans . German Swiss . Scandinavians..Danes and Norwegians . CELTIC : Welsh Irish MIXED CELTO - ROMAN : Italian French Swedes ...
... land , and Jutland . Netherlanders , Hollanders , and Flemings . .Low Dutch , or Germans . High Dutch , or Germans . German Swiss . Scandinavians..Danes and Norwegians . CELTIC : Welsh Irish MIXED CELTO - ROMAN : Italian French Swedes ...
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Сторінка 321 - 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.
Сторінка 325 - But here's a parchment, with the seal of Caesar, I found it in his closet, 't is 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...
Сторінка 322 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Сторінка 343 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown . For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Сторінка 257 - As tho' to breathe were life ! Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains ; but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things : and vile it were For some three suns to store .and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Сторінка 267 - Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame Hesperus with the host of Heaven came And, lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Сторінка 181 - So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Сторінка 316 - I know not, gentlemen, what you intend, Who else must be let blood, who else is rank : If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Caesar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich With the most noble blood of all this world.
Сторінка 326 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii : Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Сторінка 324 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason...