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... land - good night ! A few short hours , and he will rise To give the morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies , But not my mother earth . Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the ...
... land - good night ! A few short hours , and he will rise To give the morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies , But not my mother earth . Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the ...
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... land thou bear'st me to , So not again to mine ! Welcome , welcome , ye dark blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts and ye caves ! My native land - good night ! GERTRUDE VON DER WART . BYRON . She is supposed to ...
... land thou bear'st me to , So not again to mine ! Welcome , welcome , ye dark blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts and ye caves ! My native land - good night ! GERTRUDE VON DER WART . BYRON . She is supposed to ...
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... land where the outcast , the weak , the opprest , From the Despot find refuge , from weariness rest , The one menacing cloud she had mark'd with dismay Had roll'd from her atmosphere slowly away ; When , from palace to cottage , from ...
... land where the outcast , the weak , the opprest , From the Despot find refuge , from weariness rest , The one menacing cloud she had mark'd with dismay Had roll'd from her atmosphere slowly away ; When , from palace to cottage , from ...
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... land : When the Prussian , all raging with vengeance and hate , Would have doom'd your fair city to Babylon's fate ! Would have sullied your glories , your trophies o'erthrown , In humanity's cause he stood bravely alone ; And alone ...
... land : When the Prussian , all raging with vengeance and hate , Would have doom'd your fair city to Babylon's fate ! Would have sullied your glories , your trophies o'erthrown , In humanity's cause he stood bravely alone ; And alone ...
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... land ! " They fought like brave men , long and well , They piled that ground with Moslem slain ; They conquer'd - but Bozzaris fell Bleeding at every vein . His few surviving comrades saw His smile , when rang their proud hurrah , And ...
... land ! " They fought like brave men , long and well , They piled that ground with Moslem slain ; They conquer'd - but Bozzaris fell Bleeding at every vein . His few surviving comrades saw His smile , when rang their proud hurrah , And ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Acres Adras Æsop answer arms art thou behold black crows blood brave Brutus Bull Cæsar Casca Cassius Cato cheers cried danger dare dark dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth Enter Exit eyes father fear Gabor gentleman give hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour Jaff justice king ladies Lioni live look lord Loud Mark Antony ne'er never night noble o'er once Pangloss Papillion peace pray prince Puff R. B. SHERIDAN Rienzi rise Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians SHAKESPERE Shylock SIEGENDORF Sir Anth Sir Fret Sir Luc slave smile Sneer soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought tongue traitor Twas Tyke Venice voice word young Zounds
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 261 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Seite 28 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Seite 35 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Seite 154 - Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
Seite 236 - 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...
Seite 259 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour ; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Ctesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Seite 170 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...
Seite 174 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Seite 170 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men "Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Seite 18 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...