Exercises in Reading and RecitationJonathan Barber author, 1828 - 251 Seiten |
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... master of his family . He said " That the next Tuesday noon would shew " Whether he were the lord at home , or no , " When their good company he would entreat " To well - brew'd ale , and clean , if homely , meat . " With aching heart ...
... master of his family . He said " That the next Tuesday noon would shew " Whether he were the lord at home , or no , " When their good company he would entreat " To well - brew'd ale , and clean , if homely , meat . " With aching heart ...
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... Master Razor - rogue ! to you ' tis fun " That people flay themselves out of their lives . " You rascal ! for an hour have I been grubbing , " Giving my crying whiskers here a scrubbing " With razors just like oyster - knives . " Sirrah ...
... Master Razor - rogue ! to you ' tis fun " That people flay themselves out of their lives . " You rascal ! for an hour have I been grubbing , " Giving my crying whiskers here a scrubbing " With razors just like oyster - knives . " Sirrah ...
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... master saw the madness rise , His glowing cheeks , his ardent eyes ; And while he heaven and earth defy'd , Chang'd his hand , and check'd his pride . He chose a mournful muse , Soft pity to infuse , He sung Darius , great and good ! By ...
... master saw the madness rise , His glowing cheeks , his ardent eyes ; And while he heaven and earth defy'd , Chang'd his hand , and check'd his pride . He chose a mournful muse , Soft pity to infuse , He sung Darius , great and good ! By ...
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... master smil❜d to see That love was in the next degree . ' Twas but a kindred sound to move : For pity melts the mind to love . Softly sweet , in Lydian measures , Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures . War , he sung , is toil and ...
... master smil❜d to see That love was in the next degree . ' Twas but a kindred sound to move : For pity melts the mind to love . Softly sweet , in Lydian measures , Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures . War , he sung , is toil and ...
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... master principles , which , in the opinion of such men as I have mentioned , have no substantial existence , are in truth every thing , and all in all . Magnanimity in politics is not seldom the truest wisdom ; and a great empire and ...
... master principles , which , in the opinion of such men as I have mentioned , have no substantial existence , are in truth every thing , and all in all . Magnanimity in politics is not seldom the truest wisdom ; and a great empire and ...
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Seite 127 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Seite 50 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Seite 57 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar. I love not man the less, but Nature more...
Seite 154 - 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.
Seite 147 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy.
Seite 143 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Seite 58 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, and monarchs tremble in their capitals ; the oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make their clay creator the vain title take of lord of thee, and arbiter of war,— these are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, they melt into thy yeast of waves — which mar alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Seite 127 - 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.
Seite 64 - Having therefore obtained help of God, I continue unto this day, witnessing both to small and great, saying none other things than those which the prophets and Moses did say should come : that Christ should suffer, and that he should be the first that should rise from the dead, and should shew light unto the people, and to the Gentiles.
Seite 148 - tis true, this god did shake; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre; I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas! it cried, "Give me some drink, Titinius,