Readings from the Best AuthorsArchibald Hamilton Bryce T. Nelson, 1869 |
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... side were Devonshire and Ormond . But there were in the crowd those who felt as no Englishman could feel , -friends of his youth , who had been true to him , and to whom he had been true , through all vicissitudes of fortune ; who had ...
... side were Devonshire and Ormond . But there were in the crowd those who felt as no Englishman could feel , -friends of his youth , who had been true to him , and to whom he had been true , through all vicissitudes of fortune ; who had ...
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... side would have to say , ' My gracious monarch , do compose yourself . " But he con- tinued to laugh , and at the very smallest farces , as long as his poor wits were left him . 66 66 George , be a king ! " were the words which his ...
... side would have to say , ' My gracious monarch , do compose yourself . " But he con- tinued to laugh , and at the very smallest farces , as long as his poor wits were left him . 66 66 George , be a king ! " were the words which his ...
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... side , meeting high over- head , gave to it the character of a cathedral aisle . These trees lent a deeper solemnity to the early light ; but there was still light enough to perceive , at the further end of this Gothic aisle , a light ...
... side , meeting high over- head , gave to it the character of a cathedral aisle . These trees lent a deeper solemnity to the early light ; but there was still light enough to perceive , at the further end of this Gothic aisle , a light ...
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... side about the mysterious young stranger who now lived at the Fold . Every day - and , when he chose to absent himself from his haunts among the hills , every hour - was Lucy before the young poet's eyes ; and every hour did her beauty ...
... side about the mysterious young stranger who now lived at the Fold . Every day - and , when he chose to absent himself from his haunts among the hills , every hour - was Lucy before the young poet's eyes ; and every hour did her beauty ...
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... side - board . - I say sitting ; for , in considera- tion of the Corporal's lame knee , which sometimes gave him exquisite pain , -when my uncle Toby dined or supped alone , he would never suffer the Corporal to stand : and the poor ...
... side - board . - I say sitting ; for , in considera- tion of the Corporal's lame knee , which sometimes gave him exquisite pain , -when my uncle Toby dined or supped alone , he would never suffer the Corporal to stand : and the poor ...
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Сторінка 283 - 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...
Сторінка 287 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Сторінка 282 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Сторінка 302 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; 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.
Сторінка 301 - I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Сторінка 132 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
Сторінка 243 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Сторінка 207 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; ,Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar. In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Сторінка 128 - Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son : Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Сторінка 88 - No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us : they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains, which the British ministry have been so long forging.