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... smile , and mounted the scaffold with a firm tread . Tower Hill was covered up to the chimney tops with an in- numerable multitude of gazers , who , in awful silence , broken only by sighs and the noise of weeping , listened for the ...
... smile , and mounted the scaffold with a firm tread . Tower Hill was covered up to the chimney tops with an in- numerable multitude of gazers , who , in awful silence , broken only by sighs and the noise of weeping , listened for the ...
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... smile with which our petition has been lately received ? Trust it not , sir ; it will prove a snare to your feet . Suffer not yourselves to be " betrayed with a kiss ! " Ask yourselves , how this gracious reception of our petition ...
... smile with which our petition has been lately received ? Trust it not , sir ; it will prove a snare to your feet . Suffer not yourselves to be " betrayed with a kiss ! " Ask yourselves , how this gracious reception of our petition ...
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... smile longer , nor is the air longer fragrant to him . The sun is cast down from heaven . An inhuman and accursed traffic has cut him off , in his manhood or in his youth , from every enjoyment belonging to his being , and every ...
... smile longer , nor is the air longer fragrant to him . The sun is cast down from heaven . An inhuman and accursed traffic has cut him off , in his manhood or in his youth , from every enjoyment belonging to his being , and every ...
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... smile on the frozen lips of the dead ; and the dying answered those who would console but by the words , " Never mind ; Buda is ours ! Hurrah for the fatherland ! " So they spoke and died . He who witnessed such scenes , not as an ...
... smile on the frozen lips of the dead ; and the dying answered those who would console but by the words , " Never mind ; Buda is ours ! Hurrah for the fatherland ! " So they spoke and died . He who witnessed such scenes , not as an ...
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... smile : It tracks the loud , swift Oregon , through sunset valleys rolled , And soars where Californian brooks wash down their sands of gold . It sounds in Borneo's camphor groves , on seas of fierce Malay , In fields that curb old ...
... smile : It tracks the loud , swift Oregon , through sunset valleys rolled , And soars where Californian brooks wash down their sands of gold . It sounds in Borneo's camphor groves , on seas of fierce Malay , In fields that curb old ...
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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.