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... clouds , in thy blue sky foreseeing , Play on , play on , My elfin John ! Toss the light ball - bestride the stick- ( I knew so many cakes would make him sick ! ) With fancies , buoyant as the thistle - down , 54 PUBLIC SCHOOL SERIES .
... clouds , in thy blue sky foreseeing , Play on , play on , My elfin John ! Toss the light ball - bestride the stick- ( I knew so many cakes would make him sick ! ) With fancies , buoyant as the thistle - down , 54 PUBLIC SCHOOL SERIES .
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... clouds rushing over it ; as if there were no life , and movement , and vigour anywhere in the world — nothing but stoppage and decay . There he lay looking * See page 28 , " Fifth Reader . " at us , saying in his silence , more ...
... clouds rushing over it ; as if there were no life , and movement , and vigour anywhere in the world — nothing but stoppage and decay . There he lay looking * See page 28 , " Fifth Reader . " at us , saying in his silence , more ...
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... cloud of smoke , and the powder is gone . It has changed into new substances , several of which are gases , and none are in any way like the powder itself . Among the effects of chemical combination a very striking one is seen in the ...
... cloud of smoke , and the powder is gone . It has changed into new substances , several of which are gases , and none are in any way like the powder itself . Among the effects of chemical combination a very striking one is seen in the ...
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... clouds settling upon him . And , whether the clouds be bright or dark , there will be transfigura- tion behind and within them . COMPOSITION . - Put the thoughts in this extract into words of your own , as concisely as you can . IVRY ...
... clouds settling upon him . And , whether the clouds be bright or dark , there will be transfigura- tion behind and within them . COMPOSITION . - Put the thoughts in this extract into words of your own , as concisely as you can . IVRY ...
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... count is slain . Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds , and flags , and cloven mail . And then we thought on vengeance , and , all SIXTH ENGLISH READER . 105.
... count is slain . Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds , and flags , and cloven mail . And then we thought on vengeance , and , all SIXTH ENGLISH READER . 105.
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Страница 321 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Страница 325 - But here's a parchment, with the seal of Caesar, I found it in his closet, 't is 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...
Страница 322 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Страница 343 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown . For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Страница 257 - As tho' to breathe were life ! Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains ; but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things : and vile it were For some three suns to store .and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Страница 267 - Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame Hesperus with the host of Heaven came And, lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Страница 181 - So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Страница 316 - I know not, gentlemen, what you intend, Who else must be let blood, who else is rank : If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Caesar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich With the most noble blood of all this world.
Страница 326 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii : Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Страница 324 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason...