The Boy's Second Help to Reading: A Selection of Choice Passages from English Authors, Adapted for More Advanced PupilsGeo. Routledge & Company, 1854 - 312 страници |
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... deep - judging sage , beheld With pain the triumphs of the field . And when the charioteer drew nigh , And , flushed with hope , had caught his eye , Alas ! unhappy youth , " he cried , 66 66 Expect no praise from me , " and sigh'd ...
... deep - judging sage , beheld With pain the triumphs of the field . And when the charioteer drew nigh , And , flushed with hope , had caught his eye , Alas ! unhappy youth , " he cried , 66 66 Expect no praise from me , " and sigh'd ...
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... deep sleep ; for , being pretty fat and breathing hard , those who attended without actually heard him snore . The court which led to his apartment being now " " almost filled with stones and ashes , if he had 14 THE BOY'S SECOND HELP ...
... deep sleep ; for , being pretty fat and breathing hard , those who attended without actually heard him snore . The court which led to his apartment being now " " almost filled with stones and ashes , if he had 14 THE BOY'S SECOND HELP ...
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... deep water , and in some parts scarcely to be fathomed . This is the only place I could learn which was swallowed up in or about Lisbon , though I saw many large cracks and fissures in different parts ; and one odd phenomenon I must not ...
... deep water , and in some parts scarcely to be fathomed . This is the only place I could learn which was swallowed up in or about Lisbon , though I saw many large cracks and fissures in different parts ; and one odd phenomenon I must not ...
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... deep an impression on my mind , that I shall never wear it off . I have lost all the money I had by me , and have saved no other clothes than what I have on my back ; but what I regret most , is the irrepa- rable loss of my books and ...
... deep an impression on my mind , that I shall never wear it off . I have lost all the money I had by me , and have saved no other clothes than what I have on my back ; but what I regret most , is the irrepa- rable loss of my books and ...
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... deep , The woods and waves and murmuring winds asleep , When fairy harps the Hesperian planet hail , And the lone cuckoo sighs along the vale , His path shall be where streamy mountains swell Their shadowy grandeur o'er the narrow dell ...
... deep , The woods and waves and murmuring winds asleep , When fairy harps the Hesperian planet hail , And the lone cuckoo sighs along the vale , His path shall be where streamy mountains swell Their shadowy grandeur o'er the narrow dell ...
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Страница 24 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Страница 276 - Why man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus ! and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Страница 200 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill ; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious ? 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 honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly...
Страница 84 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Страница 291 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Страница 200 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault ; And grievously hath Caesar answered it.
Страница 201 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. 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.
Страница 192 - This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Страница 177 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Страница 275 - I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.