Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Issue 10Archibald Hamilton Bryce 1862 |
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... Roar with all your threats , of cartilage and metal , ye Sons of Liberty ; stir spasmodically whatsoever of utmost faculty is in you , soul , body , or spirit ; for it is the hour ! Smite , thou Louis Tournay , cartwright of the Marais ...
... Roar with all your threats , of cartilage and metal , ye Sons of Liberty ; stir spasmodically whatsoever of utmost faculty is in you , soul , body , or spirit ; for it is the hour ! Smite , thou Louis Tournay , cartwright of the Marais ...
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... roar of the multitude grows deep . Paris wholly has got to the acme of its frenzy ; whirled all ways , by panic madness . At every street barricade there whirls simmering a minor whirlpool , strengthening the barricade , since God knows ...
... roar of the multitude grows deep . Paris wholly has got to the acme of its frenzy ; whirled all ways , by panic madness . At every street barricade there whirls simmering a minor whirlpool , strengthening the barricade , since God knows ...
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... roar of the tempest - their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . Silence , oblivion , like the waves , have closed over them , and no one can tell the story of their end . What sighs have been wafted after that ship ...
... roar of the tempest - their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . Silence , oblivion , like the waves , have closed over them , and no one can tell the story of their end . What sighs have been wafted after that ship ...
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... roar of his voice . The moments were numbered . In the twinkling of an eye our flying horses had carried us to the termination of the umbrageous aisle ; at right angles we wheeled into our former direction ; the turn of the road carried ...
... roar of his voice . The moments were numbered . In the twinkling of an eye our flying horses had carried us to the termination of the umbrageous aisle ; at right angles we wheeled into our former direction ; the turn of the road carried ...
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... roar , and the lightnings flash , and the rains de- scend , and the waters rise , till the last survivor of the shrieking crowd is washed off , and the head of the highest Alp goes down beneath the wave . Now the waters rise no more ...
... roar , and the lightnings flash , and the rains de- scend , and the waters rise , till the last survivor of the shrieking crowd is washed off , and the head of the highest Alp goes down beneath the wave . Now the waters rise no more ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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!
Page 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...