Exercises in Reading and Recitationauthor, 1828 - 251 psl. |
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... spirit ! for wisdom condemns When the faint and the feeble deplore : Be strong as the rock of the ocean that stems A thousand wild waves to the shore ! Thro ' the perils of chance , and the scowl of disdain , May thy front be unaltered ...
... spirit ! for wisdom condemns When the faint and the feeble deplore : Be strong as the rock of the ocean that stems A thousand wild waves to the shore ! Thro ' the perils of chance , and the scowl of disdain , May thy front be unaltered ...
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... spirits : or have ye chosen this place , " After the toil of battle , to repose " Your wearied virtue , -for the ease you find " To slumber here , as in the vales of heaven ? " Or in this abject posture have ye sworn " To adore the ...
... spirits : or have ye chosen this place , " After the toil of battle , to repose " Your wearied virtue , -for the ease you find " To slumber here , as in the vales of heaven ? " Or in this abject posture have ye sworn " To adore the ...
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... spirit To his full height ! -On , on , you noble English , Whose blood is set from fathers of war - proof ! Fathers that , like so many Alexanders , Have , in these parts , from morn till even fought , And sheath'd their swords for lack ...
... spirit To his full height ! -On , on , you noble English , Whose blood is set from fathers of war - proof ! Fathers that , like so many Alexanders , Have , in these parts , from morn till even fought , And sheath'd their swords for lack ...
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... spirit : and , upon this charge , Cry - God for Harry ! England ! and St. George ! - SATAN'S SOLILOQUY . MILTON . O THOU , that with surpassing glory crown'd , Look'st from thy sole dominion like the God Of this new world ; at whose ...
... spirit : and , upon this charge , Cry - God for Harry ! England ! and St. George ! - SATAN'S SOLILOQUY . MILTON . O THOU , that with surpassing glory crown'd , Look'st from thy sole dominion like the God Of this new world ; at whose ...
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... spirits beneath , whom I seduc'd With other promises and other vaunts Than to submit , boasting I could subdue Th ' Omnipotent . Ah me , they little know How dearly I abide that boast so vain , Under what torments inwardly I groan ...
... spirits beneath , whom I seduc'd With other promises and other vaunts Than to submit , boasting I could subdue Th ' Omnipotent . Ah me , they little know How dearly I abide that boast so vain , Under what torments inwardly I groan ...
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angel Antium Arcot arms battle behold bliss blood breast breath Brutus Cæsar CARDINAL WOLSEY Cassius cloud Coriolanus dark dead death deep divine dreadful earth Erin go bragh eternal eyes fair father fear feel friends give glory hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hell Hevey honour hope hour house of Bourbon human Hyder Ali Ithuriel Jesus king light live Lochiel look Lord lyre mind morn mountain nature never night noble o'er once pain peace Pharisees pool of Siloam praise pray proud sacred Samaria Satan scene shade SHAKSPEARE sigh sight sleep smile soldiers song soul sound speak spirit stood sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tion truth twas unto vex'd virtue voice waters wave Waverly wild wings youth Zephon
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127 psl. - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
50 psl. - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
43 psl. - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
42 psl. - tis 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 in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
42 psl. - 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 honorable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man.
59 psl. - 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.
105 psl. - For I can raise no money by vile means: 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.
148 psl. - tis true, this god did shake; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre; I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas! it cried, "Give me some drink, Titinius,
53 psl. - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he heaven and earth defied Changed his hand, and checked his pride. He chose a 'mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood...
58 psl. - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, and monarchs tremble in their capitals ; the oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make their clay creator the vain title take of lord of thee, and arbiter of war, these are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, they melt into thy yeast of waves which mar alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.