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... feels For the first time her first born's breath ; Come when the blessed seals Which close the pestilence are broke , And crowded cities wail its stroke ; Come in Consumption's ghastly form , The Earthquake's shock , the Ocean's storm ...
... feels For the first time her first born's breath ; Come when the blessed seals Which close the pestilence are broke , And crowded cities wail its stroke ; Come in Consumption's ghastly form , The Earthquake's shock , the Ocean's storm ...
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... feel her heart's blood curdle cold ; Again the rough wind hurried by- It blew off the hat of the one ; and , behold ! Even close to the feet of poor Mary it roll'd ; She fell - and expected to die . 66 Plague the hat ! " he exclaims ...
... feel her heart's blood curdle cold ; Again the rough wind hurried by- It blew off the hat of the one ; and , behold ! Even close to the feet of poor Mary it roll'd ; She fell - and expected to die . 66 Plague the hat ! " he exclaims ...
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... feel th` eternal wound . As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air , Explores the lost , the wand'ring sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects ; The tender lambs he ...
... feel th` eternal wound . As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air , Explores the lost , the wand'ring sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects ; The tender lambs he ...
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... feels the fulness of our heart and eyes When all of Genius which can perish dies . A mighty spirit is eclipsed - a power Hath passed from day to darkness - to whose hour Of light no likeness is bequeathed- -no name , Focus at once of ...
... feels the fulness of our heart and eyes When all of Genius which can perish dies . A mighty spirit is eclipsed - a power Hath passed from day to darkness - to whose hour Of light no likeness is bequeathed- -no name , Focus at once of ...
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... feeling given Bear hearts electric , —charged with fire from Heaven , Black with the rude collision , inly torn , By clouds surrounded , and on whirlwinds borne , Driven o'er the lowering Atmosphere that nurst Thoughts which have turned ...
... feeling given Bear hearts electric , —charged with fire from Heaven , Black with the rude collision , inly torn , By clouds surrounded , and on whirlwinds borne , Driven o'er the lowering Atmosphere that nurst Thoughts which have turned ...
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Common terms and phrases
Acres Adras Æsop answer arms art thou battle behold blood bound brave brow Brutus Bull Cæsar Caius Verres Casca Cassius Catiline cheers cried dare dark dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth Edition enemy eyes father fear Gabor Gaul gentleman give glory gods hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour Jaff justice king ladies Lioni live look lord Loud Mark Antony ne'er never night noble o'er once Pangloss Papillion patricians peace pray Rienzi Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians SHAKESPERE Shylock Sicily Siegendorf Sir Anth Sir Cha Sir Fret Sir Luc slaves smile Sneer soldiers soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou hast thought traitor Twas Tyke Venice voice word young Zounds
Popular passages
Page 18 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Page 256 - I am no orator, as Brutus is : But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on ; I tell you that which you yourselves do know ; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me...
Page 19 - The wide, th' unbounded prospect, lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us, (And that there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in, must be happy.
Page 254 - 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.
Page 58 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 256 - What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it : they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
Page 165 - 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 ' Help me, Cassius, or I sink...
Page 254 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 150 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past...
Page 24 - 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 undiscovered 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...