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... once was young . From this inattention , so general and so mischievous , let it be every man's study to exempt himself . Let him that desires to see others happy make haste to give while his gift can be enjoyed , and remember that every ...
... once was young . From this inattention , so general and so mischievous , let it be every man's study to exempt himself . Let him that desires to see others happy make haste to give while his gift can be enjoyed , and remember that every ...
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... once held our fathers , the serpent hisses and the wild bird screams . The halls which once were crowded with all that taste , and science , and labor could procure , which resounded with melody and were lighted up with beauty , are ...
... once held our fathers , the serpent hisses and the wild bird screams . The halls which once were crowded with all that taste , and science , and labor could procure , which resounded with melody and were lighted up with beauty , are ...
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... once to the soothing and comforting of her afflicted and humble friend ; and , by suggesting to her reflections and consolations , in a manner equally creditable to her judgment and her feelings , soon succeeded in converting the ...
... once to the soothing and comforting of her afflicted and humble friend ; and , by suggesting to her reflections and consolations , in a manner equally creditable to her judgment and her feelings , soon succeeded in converting the ...
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... once the object of our admiration and our love -rears its proud eminences , its glittering spires , its lofty towers , its graceful mansions , its curling smoke , its crowded haunts of business and pleasure , which speak to the eye ...
... once the object of our admiration and our love -rears its proud eminences , its glittering spires , its lofty towers , its graceful mansions , its curling smoke , its crowded haunts of business and pleasure , which speak to the eye ...
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... once so glad . I number it in days , Since last I roamed through this secluded dell , - Seeking a shelter from the summer rays , Where flowers and wild - birds dwell . While , gemmed with pearl - drops bright , Green leaves and silken ...
... once so glad . I number it in days , Since last I roamed through this secluded dell , - Seeking a shelter from the summer rays , Where flowers and wild - birds dwell . While , gemmed with pearl - drops bright , Green leaves and silken ...
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Strona 330 - And Brutus is an honorable 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 honorable man.
Strona 331 - 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...
Strona 120 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Strona 158 - Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Strona 179 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; " Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Strona 396 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Strona 156 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in...
Strona 331 - 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.
Strona 121 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Strona 260 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?