Guy's new speaker, selections of poetry and prose from the best writers in the English languageJoseph Guy 1852 |
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... Spirit and Gaiety ...... 274 The Adventures of Obidah 275 Hamet and Raschid 278 Drugget's Retirement Marvel's Journey Whirler's Character Gelaleddin of Bassora 280 282 285 288 Omar's Plan of Life 290 The Vanity of human Wishes 293 The ...
... Spirit and Gaiety ...... 274 The Adventures of Obidah 275 Hamet and Raschid 278 Drugget's Retirement Marvel's Journey Whirler's Character Gelaleddin of Bassora 280 282 285 288 Omar's Plan of Life 290 The Vanity of human Wishes 293 The ...
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... ll observe his looks ; I'll tent him to the quick ; if he but blench , I know my course . The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape ; yea , and , B 2 SELECTIONS FROM SHAKSPERE . 3.
... ll observe his looks ; I'll tent him to the quick ; if he but blench , I know my course . The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape ; yea , and , B 2 SELECTIONS FROM SHAKSPERE . 3.
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... spirits , ) Abuses me to damn me : I'll have grounds More relative than this : The play's the thing , Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king . HAMLET EXPRESSES HIS CONFIDENCE IN HORATIO . NAY , do not think I flatter : For what ...
... spirits , ) Abuses me to damn me : I'll have grounds More relative than this : The play's the thing , Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king . HAMLET EXPRESSES HIS CONFIDENCE IN HORATIO . NAY , do not think I flatter : For what ...
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... spirit , with Divine ambition puff'd , Makes mouths at the invisible event , Exposing what is mortal , and unsure , To all that fortune , death , and danger , dare , Even for an egg - shell . Rightly to be great , Is , not to stir ...
... spirit , with Divine ambition puff'd , Makes mouths at the invisible event , Exposing what is mortal , and unsure , To all that fortune , death , and danger , dare , Even for an egg - shell . Rightly to be great , Is , not to stir ...
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... spirit - stirring drum , the ear - piercing fife , The royal banner ; and all quality , Pride , pomp , and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines , whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit ...
... spirit - stirring drum , the ear - piercing fife , The royal banner ; and all quality , Pride , pomp , and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines , whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit ...
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Bassora beauty behold blood breath bright brittle glory Cæsar charms clouds Cold fearful courser dead dear death delight dost doth drachmas dread earth elocution eyes face fair FALSTAFF fame father fear fire flowers fool gentle give glory grace grave grief hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven Hecat's Hecuba honour hope kind king labour light live look lord Lucilius Lycidas lyre Lysippus mind Muse nature ne'er never night noble numbers nymph o'er once OTHELLO pain passions peace Philippi pleased pleasure poor praise Priam pride prince Proteus Pyrrhus Rasselas rich round scene shade smile soft song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stream sweet tears tell tempest thee thine thing thou hast thought tongue trembling virtue voice Warren Hastings weep wild wind wings wonder younker youth
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Страница 60 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
Страница 356 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!
Страница 101 - Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues. 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 honeyed showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Страница 298 - To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid. And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Страница iv - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Страница 6 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Страница 297 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Страница 102 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves; Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.