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... rose . Be careful not to protrude the stomach when breathing , but rather to draw it in . EXERCISE III Breathing in the same way , ( 1 ) rise slowly but gently , as if trying to reach the ceiling with your head , until the heels are as ...
... rose . Be careful not to protrude the stomach when breathing , but rather to draw it in . EXERCISE III Breathing in the same way , ( 1 ) rise slowly but gently , as if trying to reach the ceiling with your head , until the heels are as ...
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... rose there and said , " Behold , ye must not tread us down like slaves ; and ye shall not , and cannot ! " Fight on , thou brave true heart , and falter not , through dark fortune and through bright . The cause thou fightest for , so ...
... rose there and said , " Behold , ye must not tread us down like slaves ; and ye shall not , and cannot ! " Fight on , thou brave true heart , and falter not , through dark fortune and through bright . The cause thou fightest for , so ...
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... rose . Here we have no completed thought until the last line , though the other statements are positive enough to be char- acterized by falling inflections ; so we hear just enough of the bend at the end of each subordinate thought to ...
... rose . Here we have no completed thought until the last line , though the other statements are positive enough to be char- acterized by falling inflections ; so we hear just enough of the bend at the end of each subordinate thought to ...
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... rose against C©¡sar , this is my answer : Not that I loved C©¡sar less , but that I loved Rome more . Had you rather C©¡sar were living , and die all slaves , than that C©¡sar were dead , to live all freemen ? As C©¡sar loved me , I 46 ...
... rose against C©¡sar , this is my answer : Not that I loved C©¡sar less , but that I loved Rome more . Had you rather C©¡sar were living , and die all slaves , than that C©¡sar were dead , to live all freemen ? As C©¡sar loved me , I 46 ...
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... didst inspire That shepherd , who first taught the chosen seed , In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos : or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flowed Fast 56 SCHOOL SPEAKER.
... didst inspire That shepherd , who first taught the chosen seed , In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos : or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flowed Fast 56 SCHOOL SPEAKER.
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176 ÆäÀÌÁö - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
185 ÆäÀÌÁö - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
360 ÆäÀÌÁö - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...
175 ÆäÀÌÁö - Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon.
248 ÆäÀÌÁö - Whilst bloody treason flourished over us! Oh, 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, — marred, as you see. with traitors ! —• Good friends ! sweet friends ! let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny!
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
409 ÆäÀÌÁö - O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up— for you the flag is flung— for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
178 ÆäÀÌÁö - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
89 ÆäÀÌÁö - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
205 ÆäÀÌÁö - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their' vile trash By any indirection.