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... side were cutting down the bridge . As it was on the point of falling , Lartius and Herminius sprung across , and Horatius was left alone . The Tuscans raised a joyful shout , and sent a shower of darts at the brave hero , who re ...
... side were cutting down the bridge . As it was on the point of falling , Lartius and Herminius sprung across , and Horatius was left alone . The Tuscans raised a joyful shout , and sent a shower of darts at the brave hero , who re ...
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... side , And keep the bridge with thee . ' ' Horatius , ' quoth the Consul , ' As thou sayest , so let it be . ' And straight against that great array Forth went the dauntless Three . For Romans in Rome's quarrel Spared neither land nor ...
... side , And keep the bridge with thee . ' ' Horatius , ' quoth the Consul , ' As thou sayest , so let it be . ' And straight against that great array Forth went the dauntless Three . For Romans in Rome's quarrel Spared neither land nor ...
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Charles Bilton. So he spake , and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side , And with his harness on his back , Plunged headlong in the tide . No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ; But friends and foes in dumb ...
Charles Bilton. So he spake , and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side , And with his harness on his back , Plunged headlong in the tide . No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ; But friends and foes in dumb ...
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... side , And the vessel sinks beneath the tide . Southey . A WET SHEET AND A FLOWING SEA . A WET sheet , and a flowing sea , A wind that follows fast , And fills the white and rustling sail , And bends the gallant mast ; And bends the ...
... side , And the vessel sinks beneath the tide . Southey . A WET SHEET AND A FLOWING SEA . A WET sheet , and a flowing sea , A wind that follows fast , And fills the white and rustling sail , And bends the gallant mast ; And bends the ...
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... side , Had the bold burst their mettle tried . · " Twere long to tell what steeds gave o'er , As swept the hunt through Cambus - more ; What reins were tightened in despair , When rose Benledi's ridge in air ; Who flagged upon ...
... side , Had the bold burst their mettle tried . · " Twere long to tell what steeds gave o'er , As swept the hunt through Cambus - more ; What reins were tightened in despair , When rose Benledi's ridge in air ; Who flagged upon ...
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Page 82 - We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow.
Page 139 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Page 73 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 111 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much To mitigate the justice of thy plea; Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. Shylock. My deeds upon my head ! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Page 102 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due: For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Page 103 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Page 100 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Page 95 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour ; Far other aims his heart had learn'd to prize. More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Page 158 - When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels. Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round!
Page 103 - But, O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and never must return ! Thee, Shepherd, thee the woods and desert caves, With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown, 40 And all their echoes mourn.