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... from our fěrst childish chěrpingz tổ thủ chilz % v thủ chěreh - yård , thou årt our chèri , chànjlés chèftines . A II . SYLLABICATION . I. DEFINITIONS . SYLLABLE is EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION . 27 SECTION VIII............... Don Fulano.
... from our fěrst childish chěrpingz tổ thủ chilz % v thủ chěreh - yård , thou årt our chèri , chànjlés chèftines . A II . SYLLABICATION . I. DEFINITIONS . SYLLABLE is EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION . 27 SECTION VIII............... Don Fulano.
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... thou , execrable shape ? 2. Words and phrases that contrast , or point out a dif- ference , are emphatic ; as , I did not say a better soldier , but an elder . 3. The repetition of an emphatic word or phrase usually requires an ...
... thou , execrable shape ? 2. Words and phrases that contrast , or point out a dif- ference , are emphatic ; as , I did not say a better soldier , but an elder . 3. The repetition of an emphatic word or phrase usually requires an ...
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... thou fàllen ! 15. Thanks to the gods ! my boy has done his duty . 16. Sínk or swim , líve or die , survive or pèrish , I give my hand and heart to this vote . 17. If Caudle says so , then all must believe it , of course . 18. Is this a ...
... thou fàllen ! 15. Thanks to the gods ! my boy has done his duty . 16. Sínk or swim , líve or die , survive or pèrish , I give my hand and heart to this vote . 17. If Caudle says so , then all must believe it , of course . 18. Is this a ...
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... thou deep and dark - blue ocean - roll ! 3. Moderate Force , or a medium degree of loudness , is used in ordinary assertion , narration , and description ; as , Remember this saying , " The good paymaster is lord of an- other man's ...
... thou deep and dark - blue ocean - roll ! 3. Moderate Force , or a medium degree of loudness , is used in ordinary assertion , narration , and description ; as , Remember this saying , " The good paymaster is lord of an- other man's ...
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... Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Thou cold - blooded slave ! Thou wear a lion's hide ? Doff it , for shame , and hang A calf 44 INDEPENDENT FIFTH READER . Charity.
... Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Thou cold - blooded slave ! Thou wear a lion's hide ? Doff it , for shame , and hang A calf 44 INDEPENDENT FIFTH READER . Charity.
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285 ÆäÀÌÁö - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
283 ÆäÀÌÁö - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
228 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly : Thou settlest the furrows thereof: Thou makest it soft with showers : Thou blessest the springing thereof. Thou crownest the year with Thy goodness ; And Thy paths drop fatness. They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness : And the little hills rejoice on every side. The pastures are clothed with flocks ; The valleys also are covered over with corn ; They shout for joy, they also sing.
286 ÆäÀÌÁö - You say, you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well. For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me, every way you wrong me, Brutus : I said, an elder soldier, not a better : Did I say, better ? Bru.
271 ÆäÀÌÁö - Come in!" — the Mayor cried, looking bigger: And in did come the strangest figure! His queer long coat from heel to head Was half of yellow and half of red, And he himself was tall and thin, With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin, No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin, But lips where smiles went out and in; There was no guessing his kith and kin: And nobody could enough admire The tall man and his quaint attire. Quoth one: "It's as my great-grandsire Starting...
46 ÆäÀÌÁö - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed. The mustering squadron, and the clattering car. Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
286 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...
280 ÆäÀÌÁö - On which their neighbours lay such stress, To their fathers and mothers having risen Out of some subterraneous prison Into which they were trepanned Long time ago in a mighty band Out of Hamelin town in Brunswick land, But how or why, they don't understand.
284 ÆäÀÌÁö - Out of my grief and my impatience Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns, and drums, and wounds, — God save the mark!
274 ÆäÀÌÁö - Swam across and lived to carry (As he, the manuscript he cherished) To Rat-land home his commentary: Which was, 'At the first shrill notes of the pipe, I heard a sound as of scraping tripe, And putting apples, wondrous ripe, Into a...