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... hath borne me on his back a thousand times . And now , how abhorred my imagina- tion is my gorge rises at it : Here hung those lips that I Where be your gibes now ? Your flashes of merriment 2 ELOCUTION . 25 The Aspirate Voice The ...
... hath borne me on his back a thousand times . And now , how abhorred my imagina- tion is my gorge rises at it : Here hung those lips that I Where be your gibes now ? Your flashes of merriment 2 ELOCUTION . 25 The Aspirate Voice The ...
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... . 5 . Shout , ye waves , Send forth a song of triumph . Waves and windo Exult in this deliverance wrought through faith In Him whose providence your rage hath served ! Ye 96 THE FIFTH READER . Duty of American Citizens.
... . 5 . Shout , ye waves , Send forth a song of triumph . Waves and windo Exult in this deliverance wrought through faith In Him whose providence your rage hath served ! Ye 96 THE FIFTH READER . Duty of American Citizens.
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... hath served ! Ye screaming sea - mews , in the concert join ! And would that some immortal voice - a voice Fully attuned to all that gratitude Breathes out from floor or couch , through pallid lips Of the survivors to the clouds might ...
... hath served ! Ye screaming sea - mews , in the concert join ! And would that some immortal voice - a voice Fully attuned to all that gratitude Breathes out from floor or couch , through pallid lips Of the survivors to the clouds might ...
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... hath cost thee a father , boy ! " 3 . For in the rocky strait beneath Lay Suliote , sire and son ; They had heapéd high the piles of death , Before the pass was won . 4. " They have crossed the torrent , and on they come ! Woe for the ...
... hath cost thee a father , boy ! " 3 . For in the rocky strait beneath Lay Suliote , sire and son ; They had heapéd high the piles of death , Before the pass was won . 4. " They have crossed the torrent , and on they come ! Woe for the ...
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... hath blessed thee , as I have done ! Aye , and unchain'd must his loved ones be- Freedom , young Suliote , for thee and me ! " 9 . And from the arrowy peak she sprung , And fast the fair child bore : A vail upon the wind was flung , A ...
... hath blessed thee , as I have done ! Aye , and unchain'd must his loved ones be- Freedom , young Suliote , for thee and me ! " 9 . And from the arrowy peak she sprung , And fast the fair child bore : A vail upon the wind was flung , A ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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!