The Boy's Second Help to Reading: A Selection of Choice Passages from English Authors, Adapted for More Advanced PupilsGeo. Routledge & Company, 1854 - Всего страниц: 312 |
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... morning air- Brief let me be : Sleeping within mine orchard , My custom always in the afternoon , Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole , With juice of cursed hebony in a phial , And in the porches of mine ear did pour The leperous ...
... morning air- Brief let me be : Sleeping within mine orchard , My custom always in the afternoon , Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole , With juice of cursed hebony in a phial , And in the porches of mine ear did pour The leperous ...
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... morning seen than the 1st of November , the sun shone out in its full lustre ; the whole face of the sky was perfectly serene and clear , and not the least signal or warning of that approaching event , which has made this once ...
... morning seen than the 1st of November , the sun shone out in its full lustre ; the whole face of the sky was perfectly serene and clear , and not the least signal or warning of that approaching event , which has made this once ...
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... morning of this fatal day , between the hours of nine and ten , that I was set down in my apartment , just finishing a letter , when the papers and table I was writing on began to tremble with a gentle motion , which rather surprised me ...
... morning of this fatal day , between the hours of nine and ten , that I was set down in my apartment , just finishing a letter , when the papers and table I was writing on began to tremble with a gentle motion , which rather surprised me ...
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... as the Romans , and men of that country , are wont to poison whole casks . Others report , that aportion of the walls fell to his lot , where the river Tiber exhales destructive vapours in the morning 47 William of Malmesbury.
... as the Romans , and men of that country , are wont to poison whole casks . Others report , that aportion of the walls fell to his lot , where the river Tiber exhales destructive vapours in the morning 47 William of Malmesbury.
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... morning ; that by this fatal pest , all his soldiers , with the exception of ten , perished ; and that himself , losing his nails and his hair , never entirely recovered . But be it which it might of these things , it appears that he ...
... morning ; that by this fatal pest , all his soldiers , with the exception of ten , perished ; and that himself , losing his nails and his hair , never entirely recovered . But be it which it might of these things , it appears that he ...
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Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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...
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 275 - I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.