Classical English Reader: Selections from Standard Authors with Explanatory and Critical Foot-notesGinn, 1888 - 452 pages |
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... Father- land , where the foul noises have long since died away , leaving the music to sound up full and clear . Finally , no man having drunk the wine of old books straightway desireth the new ; for he saith , the old is better . So ...
... Father- land , where the foul noises have long since died away , leaving the music to sound up full and clear . Finally , no man having drunk the wine of old books straightway desireth the new ; for he saith , the old is better . So ...
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... father , leave unto me for my fireside and for my pillow , truth , eloquence , courage , constancy . Ascham . Read them on thy marriage - bed , on thy sick - bed , on thy death - bed . Thou spotless undrooping lily , they have fenced ...
... father , leave unto me for my fireside and for my pillow , truth , eloquence , courage , constancy . Ascham . Read them on thy marriage - bed , on thy sick - bed , on thy death - bed . Thou spotless undrooping lily , they have fenced ...
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... father's ground . Per . Now Jove afford you cause ! To me the difference2 forges dread ; your greatness Hath not been used to fear . Even now I tremble To think your father , by some accident , Should pass this way , as you did : O ...
... father's ground . Per . Now Jove afford you cause ! To me the difference2 forges dread ; your greatness Hath not been used to fear . Even now I tremble To think your father , by some accident , Should pass this way , as you did : O ...
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... father's ; for I cannot be Mine own , nor any thing to any , if purpose , I be not thine : to this I am most constant , Though destiny say no . Be merry , gentle ; Strangle such thoughts as these with any thing That you behold the while ...
... father's ; for I cannot be Mine own , nor any thing to any , if purpose , I be not thine : to this I am most constant , Though destiny say no . Be merry , gentle ; Strangle such thoughts as these with any thing That you behold the while ...
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... father's will I should take on me 13 The hostess - ship o ' the day : — [ To CAMILLO . ] You're welcome , Sir . - : - Give me those flowers there , Dorcas . Reverend Sirs , For you - there's rosemary and rue ; these keep Seeming and ...
... father's will I should take on me 13 The hostess - ship o ' the day : — [ To CAMILLO . ] You're welcome , Sir . - : - Give me those flowers there , Dorcas . Reverend Sirs , For you - there's rosemary and rue ; these keep Seeming and ...
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Page 280 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.
Page 76 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Page 209 - The Epitaph Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gain'd from Heaven, 'twas all he wish'd, a friend.
Page 207 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Page 434 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Page 281 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Page 281 - Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!
Page 31 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 185 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union ; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!
Page 138 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.