The Book of Oratory: Compiled for the Use of Colleges, Academies, and the Higher Classes of Select and Parish SchoolsD. & J. Sadlier, 1871 - 648 Seiten |
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... eye : Be stirring as the time ; be fire with fire ; Threaten the threatener , and outface the brow Of bragging horror : so shall inferior eyes , That borrow their behavior from the great , Grow great by your example , and put on The ...
... eye : Be stirring as the time ; be fire with fire ; Threaten the threatener , and outface the brow Of bragging horror : so shall inferior eyes , That borrow their behavior from the great , Grow great by your example , and put on The ...
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... eyes That shapes this monstrous apparition . It comes upon me . - Art thou any thing ? Art thou some god , some angel , or some devil , That mak'st my blood cold , and my hair to stare ? Speak to me , what thou art . Julius Cæsar ...
... eyes That shapes this monstrous apparition . It comes upon me . - Art thou any thing ? Art thou some god , some angel , or some devil , That mak'st my blood cold , and my hair to stare ? Speak to me , what thou art . Julius Cæsar ...
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... eyes grown dim : It was a collier's wife and child , they called him little Jim . e ; And oh ! to see the briny tears fast hurrying down her cheek , As she offered up the prayer , in thought , she was afraid to speak , Lest she might ...
... eyes grown dim : It was a collier's wife and child , they called him little Jim . e ; And oh ! to see the briny tears fast hurrying down her cheek , As she offered up the prayer , in thought , she was afraid to speak , Lest she might ...
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... There were tears in manly eyes then , and manly heads were bowed , Though the balls flew thick around them , and the cannons thundered loud ; They gathered round the spot where the dying soldier lay 32 THE FIFTH READER .
... There were tears in manly eyes then , and manly heads were bowed , Though the balls flew thick around them , and the cannons thundered loud ; They gathered round the spot where the dying soldier lay 32 THE FIFTH READER .
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... eyes are beaming ; Fight , nor lose the conqueror's crown ! Stretch thy right hand , seize thy birthright , Take it , wear it , ' tis thine own ! Slay the giants which beset thee , Rise to manhood , glory , fame ; Take thy pen , and in ...
... eyes are beaming ; Fight , nor lose the conqueror's crown ! Stretch thy right hand , seize thy birthright , Take it , wear it , ' tis thine own ! Slay the giants which beset thee , Rise to manhood , glory , fame ; Take thy pen , and in ...
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Seite 329 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Seite 354 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past.
Seite 375 - Liberty first and Union afterward," but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living light, blazing on all its ample folds, as they float over the sea and over the land, and in every wind under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear to every true American heart — "Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable.
Seite 270 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...
Seite 530 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake ; 'tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their...
Seite 400 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Seite 507 - Our lands, our lives and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...
Seite 526 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us — And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Seite 356 - Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery ! Our chains are forged ; their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable — and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, peace; but there is no peace.
Seite 226 - HAVE you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day, And then, of a sudden, it— ah, but stay, I'll tell you what happened without delay, Scaring the parson into fits, Frightening people out of their wits,— Have you ever heard of that, I say? Seventeen hundred and fifty-five. Georgius Secundus was then alive,— Snuffy old drone from the German hive!