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... Lord Nelson Brutus and Cassius ( Poetry ) Climbing Trees in Australia 154 156 Death's Final Conquest ( Poetry ) .. 150 Circulation of the Blood , The ... 151 Death of Virginia , The ( Poetry ) . 153 On the American War Properties of ...
... Lord Nelson Brutus and Cassius ( Poetry ) Climbing Trees in Australia 154 156 Death's Final Conquest ( Poetry ) .. 150 Circulation of the Blood , The ... 151 Death of Virginia , The ( Poetry ) . 153 On the American War Properties of ...
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... Lord Howe , during these important proceedings , was on his way from England , at the head of a large fleet , and several store - ships with supplies for the garrison . On the 9th of October he reached St. Vincent , and upon the 11th ...
... Lord Howe , during these important proceedings , was on his way from England , at the head of a large fleet , and several store - ships with supplies for the garrison . On the 9th of October he reached St. Vincent , and upon the 11th ...
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... Lord God of Sabaoth ) ; purposely that those persons , who could not come to church , might know in what a solemn office the congre- gation were at that instant engaged , and so , even in their absence , be once , at least , moved " to ...
... Lord God of Sabaoth ) ; purposely that those persons , who could not come to church , might know in what a solemn office the congre- gation were at that instant engaged , and so , even in their absence , be once , at least , moved " to ...
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... LORD BROUGHAM . Tell me not of rights ! Talk not of the property of the planter in his slaves ! I deny his right - I acknowledge not the property . The principles , the feelings of our common nature , rise in rebellion against it . Be ...
... LORD BROUGHAM . Tell me not of rights ! Talk not of the property of the planter in his slaves ! I deny his right - I acknowledge not the property . The principles , the feelings of our common nature , rise in rebellion against it . Be ...
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... of his fame fresh and gory ! We carved not a line , and we raised not a stone- But we left him alone with his glory ! LORD NELSON . Horatio , son of Ed- mund and 62 FIFTH MANCHESTER READER . Burial of Sir John Moore, (Poetry)
... of his fame fresh and gory ! We carved not a line , and we raised not a stone- But we left him alone with his glory ! LORD NELSON . Horatio , son of Ed- mund and 62 FIFTH MANCHESTER READER . Burial of Sir John Moore, (Poetry)
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Page 67 - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake ; 'tis true, this god did shake...
Page 67 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did, — The torrent roar'd ; 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,
Page 6 - WHEN Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Thronged around her magic cell...
Page 67 - I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Page 71 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 115 - It must be by his death: and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd: How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking.
Page 130 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, • And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding, which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, ) That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot! Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry, "God for Harry! England and Saint George!
Page 141 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood. Robed in the sable garb of woe. With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Streamed, like a meteor, to the troubled air), And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Page 84 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Page 6 - And as they oft had heard apart, Sweet lessons of her forceful art. Each (for Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewildered laid, And back recoiled, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.