The pupil's manual of choice reading, arranged by T.B. Smith |
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... Brutus and Cassius . 74 Burial of an Indian Chief 118 SECTION II . - DIALOGUES , ORATIONS , NARRATIVE PIECES , ETC. Adams on the Declaration of Mariners of England PAGE 107 Mark Antony over Cæsar's body , 72 Marmion , Death of ...
... Brutus and Cassius . 74 Burial of an Indian Chief 118 SECTION II . - DIALOGUES , ORATIONS , NARRATIVE PIECES , ETC. Adams on the Declaration of Mariners of England PAGE 107 Mark Antony over Cæsar's body , 72 Marmion , Death of ...
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... Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice , and Virgil's lay , And Livy's pictured page ! -but these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside - decay . Alas for earth , for ...
... Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice , and Virgil's lay , And Livy's pictured page ! -but these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside - decay . Alas for earth , for ...
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... BRUTUS . I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life ; but , for my single self , I had as lief not be , as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself . I was born free as Cæsar ; so were you : We both have fed as well ...
... BRUTUS . I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life ; but , for my single self , I had as lief not be , as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself . I was born free as Cæsar ; so were you : We both have fed as well ...
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... Brutus Hath told you Cæsar was ambitious ; If it were so , it was a grievous fault , And grievously hath Cæsar answered it . Here , under leave of Brutus , and the rest ( For Brutus is an honourable man , So are they all , all ...
... Brutus Hath told you Cæsar was ambitious ; If it were so , it was a grievous fault , And grievously hath Cæsar answered it . Here , under leave of Brutus , and the rest ( For Brutus is an honourable man , So are they all , all ...
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Thomas Buckley Smith. Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And , sure , he is an honourable man . 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 ...
Thomas Buckley Smith. Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And , sure , he is an honourable man . 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 ...
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arms battle beautiful behold bells blessing blood blood-hounds bosom brave breast breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar Cassius clouds dark dead death deep doth earth England Erin go bragh eternal eyes father fear feel fire flowers gallant Gelert glorious glory grave hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre hills holy honourable human HYDER ALI Inchcape Rock Jehovah king land Lars Porsena light live Lochiel look Lord loud lyre mighty mind morning mountain nations never night noble o'er ocean peace pennon plain prayer proud roar rock rolling Rome round Saint Guthlac Saxon SHAKSPEARE shine shore shout silent Skiddaw sleep smile song soul sound spirit stars stood storm stream sweet sword tears tell tempest thee thine thou thought thousand throne thunder toil Trust truth Twas unto voice waves wild wind
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Стр. 166 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the...
Стр. 49 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Стр. 155 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Стр. 156 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Стр. 205 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
Стр. 158 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior! In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!
Стр. 44 - Cameron's gathering" rose, The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard,— and heard, too, have her Saxon foes; How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Стр. 147 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
Стр. 57 - 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.
Стр. 44 - As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! Arm! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar! Within a window'd niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear...