Repetition and reading book, selections by C. BiltonCharles Bilton 1866 |
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... field , It would have made the boldest shudder ; Untarred , uncompassed , and unkeeled , No sail - no rudder . From neighbouring woods he interlaced His sorry skiff with wattled willows ; And thus equipped he would have passed The ...
... field , It would have made the boldest shudder ; Untarred , uncompassed , and unkeeled , No sail - no rudder . From neighbouring woods he interlaced His sorry skiff with wattled willows ; And thus equipped he would have passed The ...
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... fields without a flower , for warmer France With all her vines ; nor for Ausonia's groves Of golden fruitage , and her myrtle bowers . To shake thy senate , and from heights sublime Of patriotic eloquence to flash down fire Upon thy ...
... fields without a flower , for warmer France With all her vines ; nor for Ausonia's groves Of golden fruitage , and her myrtle bowers . To shake thy senate , and from heights sublime Of patriotic eloquence to flash down fire Upon thy ...
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... field of glory ; one in arms , And one in council - Wolfe upon the lap Of smiling Victory that moment won , And Chatham , heart - sick of his country's shame ! They made us many soldiers . Chatham , still Consulting England's happiness ...
... field of glory ; one in arms , And one in council - Wolfe upon the lap Of smiling Victory that moment won , And Chatham , heart - sick of his country's shame ! They made us many soldiers . Chatham , still Consulting England's happiness ...
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... field as snow , When streams are swoln , and south winds blow , Dissolves in silent dew . Tweed's echoes heard the ceaseless plash , While many a broken band , Disordered , through her currents dash , To gain the Scottish land ; * i.e. ...
... field as snow , When streams are swoln , and south winds blow , Dissolves in silent dew . Tweed's echoes heard the ceaseless plash , While many a broken band , Disordered , through her currents dash , To gain the Scottish land ; * i.e. ...
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... field , Where shivered was fair Scotland's spear , And broken was her shield ! Scott . THE PARTING OF DOUGLAS AND MARMION AT TANTALLON CASTLE . The train from out the castle drew ; But Marmion stopp'd to bid adieu ; - " Though something ...
... field , Where shivered was fair Scotland's spear , And broken was her shield ! Scott . THE PARTING OF DOUGLAS AND MARMION AT TANTALLON CASTLE . The train from out the castle drew ; But Marmion stopp'd to bid adieu ; - " Though something ...
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83 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
107 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
99 ÆäÀÌÁö - Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones; so let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious; if it were so, it was a grievous fault; and grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, for Brutus is an honourable man; so are they all, all honourable men, . . . come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
68 ÆäÀÌÁö - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
89 ÆäÀÌÁö - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls, But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew: 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher, too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran — that he could gauge.
81 ÆäÀÌÁö - ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer' d greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
120 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
118 ÆäÀÌÁö - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.