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... better pupils . To hold back the capable reader to suit the pace of his slower brothers is not good policy . Certain parts of this book , therefore , may be reserved for special reports by capable pupils . The teacher need not fear lest ...
... better pupils . To hold back the capable reader to suit the pace of his slower brothers is not good policy . Certain parts of this book , therefore , may be reserved for special reports by capable pupils . The teacher need not fear lest ...
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... better known and do more or ever he depart . " Then the party that was against King Arthur were well comforted , and then they held them together that 40 beforehand were sore rebuked . Then Sir Bors , Sir Ector de Maris , and Sir Lionel ...
... better known and do more or ever he depart . " Then the party that was against King Arthur were well comforted , and then they held them together that 40 beforehand were sore rebuked . Then Sir Bors , Sir Ector de Maris , and Sir Lionel ...
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... better . " " Nay , madam , say ye never more so , for he beat me and my fellows , and might have slain us an he had would . " " Fie on him , " said the Queen , " for I heard Sir Gawain say before my lord Arthur that it were marvel to ...
... better . " " Nay , madam , say ye never more so , for he beat me and my fellows , and might have slain us an he had would . " " Fie on him , " said the Queen , " for I heard Sir Gawain say before my lord Arthur that it were marvel to ...
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... Let the King reign ! " Blow trumpet ! he will lift us from the dust . 490 Blow trumpet ! live the strength , and die the lust ! 466. doom , fate . 472. Other , better . Clang battle - ax , and clash brand ! Let 40 THE CHIVALRIC IDEAL.
... Let the King reign ! " Blow trumpet ! he will lift us from the dust . 490 Blow trumpet ! live the strength , and die the lust ! 466. doom , fate . 472. Other , better . Clang battle - ax , and clash brand ! Let 40 THE CHIVALRIC IDEAL.
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... better , for they send That strength of anger through mine arms ; I know That I shall overthrow him . " 926 And he that bore The star , when mounted , cried from o'er the bridge , " A kitchen - knave , and sent in scorn of me ! Such ...
... better , for they send That strength of anger through mine arms ; I know That I shall overthrow him . " 926 And he that bore The star , when mounted , cried from o'er the bridge , " A kitchen - knave , and sent in scorn of me ! Such ...
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516 ÆäÀÌÁö - I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves, I would do it; and if I could do it by freeing some and leaving others alone, I would also do that. What I do about slavery and the colored race, I do because I believe it helps to save the Union; and what I forbear, I forbear because I do not believe it would help to save the Union.
103 ÆäÀÌÁö - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend ? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
158 ÆäÀÌÁö - I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.
259 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,* Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry ! England ! and Saint George ! [Exeunt . Alarum,...
594 ÆäÀÌÁö - Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but for you, possess the field. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.
259 ÆäÀÌÁö - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture : let us swear That you are worth your breeding ; which I doubt not, For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
101 ÆäÀÌÁö - And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter shock By night, with noises of the northern sea. So...
302 ÆäÀÌÁö - My loving people, we have been persuaded by some that are careful of our safety, to take heed how we commit ourselves to armed multitudes, for fear of treachery. But I assure you, I do not desire to live to distrust my faithful and loving people. Let tyrants fear. I have always so behaved myself that, under God, I have placed my chiefest strength and safeguard in the loyal hearts and goodwill of my subjects...
100 ÆäÀÌÁö - And rumours of a doubt ? but were this kept, Stored in some treasure-house of mighty kings, Some one might show it at a joust of arms, Saying, ' King Arthur's sword, Excalibur, Wrought by the lonely maiden of the Lake.
100 ÆäÀÌÁö - Which might have pleased the eyes of many men. What good should follow this, if this were done? What harm, undone ? Deep harm to disobey, Seeing obedience is the bond of rule. Were it well to obey then, if a king demand An act unprofitable, against himself? The King is sick, and knows not what he does.