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... rehearsal would cut out every speech on which the dramatist prided himself ,
every gem of sentiment and epigrammatic turn , every flower of song . “ To be or
not to be , ” “ What a piece of work is man ! ” “ Hark ! the lark at heaven's gate
sings ...
... rehearsal would cut out every speech on which the dramatist prided himself ,
every gem of sentiment and epigrammatic turn , every flower of song . “ To be or
not to be , ” “ What a piece of work is man ! ” “ Hark ! the lark at heaven's gate
sings ...
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It may be the will of Heaven that America shall suffer calamities still more wasting
, and distresses yet more dreadful . If this is to be the case , it will have this good
effect at least : it will inspire us with many virtues which we have not , and correct
...
It may be the will of Heaven that America shall suffer calamities still more wasting
, and distresses yet more dreadful . If this is to be the case , it will have this good
effect at least : it will inspire us with many virtues which we have not , and correct
...
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The sun shone , with the clearest spiendor , from a station in the heavens the
most advantageous to our prospect , and the cascade glittered down the vast
steep like a stream of burnished silver . At the distance of three quarters of a mile
from ...
The sun shone , with the clearest spiendor , from a station in the heavens the
most advantageous to our prospect , and the cascade glittered down the vast
steep like a stream of burnished silver . At the distance of three quarters of a mile
from ...
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Good Heavens ! Mr. Chairman , are men mad ? Is this house touched with that
insanity which is the never - failing precursor of the intention of Heaven to destroy
? The people of New England , after eleven months ' deprivation of the ocean , to
...
Good Heavens ! Mr. Chairman , are men mad ? Is this house touched with that
insanity which is the never - failing precursor of the intention of Heaven to destroy
? The people of New England , after eleven months ' deprivation of the ocean , to
...
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Good Heaven ! what an eventful life was hers ! To speak of nothing else , the
arrival of the English in her father's dominion must have appeared ( as indeed it
turned out to be ) a most portentous phenomenon . It is not easy for us to
conceive ...
Good Heaven ! what an eventful life was hers ! To speak of nothing else , the
arrival of the English in her father's dominion must have appeared ( as indeed it
turned out to be ) a most portentous phenomenon . It is not easy for us to
conceive ...
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Seite 134 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
Seite 357 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun; the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods, rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Seite 264 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal : Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Seite 136 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Seite 345 - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
Seite 590 - On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Seite 263 - Were half the power, that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth, bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals nor forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Seite 448 - MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword ; His truth is marching on.
Seite 135 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Seite 136 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow them. So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | A Hand-book of English Literature: Intended for the Use of High Schools, as Well as a Companion and Guide for Private Students, and for General Readers. American Authors |
| Autor/in | Francis Henry Underwood |
| Verlag | Lee and Shepard, 1889 |
| Original von | Harvard University |
| Digitalisiert | 10. Apr. 2007 |
| Länge | 608 Seiten |
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