Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Wydanie 10Archibald Hamilton Bryce 1862 |
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... fear to the apathy of despair . His children were brought to his room , that he might take leave of them , and were followed by his wife . He spoke to her kindly , but without emotion . Though she was a woman of great strength of mind ...
... fear to the apathy of despair . His children were brought to his room , that he might take leave of them , and were followed by his wife . He spoke to her kindly , but without emotion . Though she was a woman of great strength of mind ...
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... Fear not for him , if human energy can suffice ; faithful was he that drove , to his terrific duty ; faithful was the horse to his command . One blow , one impulse given with voice and hand by the stranger , one rush from the horse ...
... Fear not for him , if human energy can suffice ; faithful was he that drove , to his terrific duty ; faithful was the horse to his command . One blow , one impulse given with voice and hand by the stranger , one rush from the horse ...
Strona 54
... fears and apprehensions with which I approached him . He lifted me from the ground , and taking me by the hand , ' Mirza , ' said he , ' I have heard thee in thy soliloquies ; follow me . ' " He then led me to the highest pinnacle of ...
... fears and apprehensions with which I approached him . He lifted me from the ground , and taking me by the hand , ' Mirza , ' said he , ' I have heard thee in thy soliloquies ; follow me . ' " He then led me to the highest pinnacle of ...
Strona 69
... fear of being insulted by his adversary , or despised by the world . It may be laid down as an unfailing and universal axiom , that " all pride is abject and mean . " It is always an ignor- ant , lazy , or cowardly acquiescence in a ...
... fear of being insulted by his adversary , or despised by the world . It may be laid down as an unfailing and universal axiom , that " all pride is abject and mean . " It is always an ignor- ant , lazy , or cowardly acquiescence in a ...
Strona 75
... fears in the sight of the ark as storey rose upon storey ? —not enough in the very sound of those ceaseless hammers to waken all but the dead ? It was not till Mercy's arm grew weary , as she rang the warning bell , that , to use the ...
... fears in the sight of the ark as storey rose upon storey ? —not enough in the very sound of those ceaseless hammers to waken all but the dead ? It was not till Mercy's arm grew weary , as she rang the warning bell , that , to use the ...
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Strona 297 - Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Strona 281 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Strona 85 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Strona 252 - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Strona 281 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew...
Strona 166 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee...
Strona 201 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Strona 238 - 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 mild...
Strona 296 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roared, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy, But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Strona 237 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...