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... common round ruler , which you must also have for the experiment . If you now put the edge A E lengthwise to the ruler , and wrap the triangle round it , you will find that the slanting side or inclined plane of the triangle will make a ...
... common round ruler , which you must also have for the experiment . If you now put the edge A E lengthwise to the ruler , and wrap the triangle round it , you will find that the slanting side or inclined plane of the triangle will make a ...
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... common belief there is . The Iberians were slaughtered or driven out of Britain by the Celts ; but in the time of the Romans , the Silures , in South Wales , still had a Spanish look , as Tacitus tells us . The Celts were yielding ...
... common belief there is . The Iberians were slaughtered or driven out of Britain by the Celts ; but in the time of the Romans , the Silures , in South Wales , still had a Spanish look , as Tacitus tells us . The Celts were yielding ...
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... common saying : - Good butter and good cheese , Is good English and good Freese . Some of Shakspeare's plays have been put into Frisian almost word for word . A PARENTAL ODE TO MY SON T. Hood . ‡ THOU happy , happy elf ! ( But stop ...
... common saying : - Good butter and good cheese , Is good English and good Freese . Some of Shakspeare's plays have been put into Frisian almost word for word . A PARENTAL ODE TO MY SON T. Hood . ‡ THOU happy , happy elf ! ( But stop ...
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... common , but is now given up . What Byron is . The poem was written in 1825 . Byron had died at Missolonghi on April 19 , 1824 , at the age of thirty - six years and three months . Hamiltons . - Miss Eliza- beth Gunning , an Irish ...
... common , but is now given up . What Byron is . The poem was written in 1825 . Byron had died at Missolonghi on April 19 , 1824 , at the age of thirty - six years and three months . Hamiltons . - Miss Eliza- beth Gunning , an Irish ...
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... common amusements were provided for idle hours and for idle people . It might seem a final and concentrated burst and manifestation of medieval devotion , mediæval splendour , mediæval diversions ; -all ranks , all orders , all pursuits ...
... common amusements were provided for idle hours and for idle people . It might seem a final and concentrated burst and manifestation of medieval devotion , mediæval splendour , mediæval diversions ; -all ranks , all orders , all pursuits ...
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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...