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... face- So lovely , yet so arch - so full of mirth- The overflowings of an innocent heart- It haunts me still , though many a year has fled , Like some wild melody ! Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir - loom , its companion , An oaken ...
... face- So lovely , yet so arch - so full of mirth- The overflowings of an innocent heart- It haunts me still , though many a year has fled , Like some wild melody ! Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heir - loom , its companion , An oaken ...
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... face of a foe to be furl'd Until back to his home the invader was hurl'd ! Tell it Roliça , tell it Vimiéra , and thou , Placid Douro , where torn from the ravager's brow Was the wreath that had guerdon'd his triumph and toil Through ...
... face of a foe to be furl'd Until back to his home the invader was hurl'd ! Tell it Roliça , tell it Vimiéra , and thou , Placid Douro , where torn from the ravager's brow Was the wreath that had guerdon'd his triumph and toil Through ...
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... face , That never a hall such a galliard did grace ! While her mother did fret , and her father did fume , And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume , But the bride - maidens whisper'd , " " Twere better by far 66 To have ...
... face , That never a hall such a galliard did grace ! While her mother did fret , and her father did fume , And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume , But the bride - maidens whisper'd , " " Twere better by far 66 To have ...
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... face he wipes off ev'ry tear . In adamantine chains shall Death be bound , And hell's grim tyrant feel th ' eternal wound . As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air , Explores the lost , the ...
... face he wipes off ev'ry tear . In adamantine chains shall Death be bound , And hell's grim tyrant feel th ' eternal wound . As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air , Explores the lost , the ...
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... face to face Meet sordid Rage - and wrestle with Disgrace ; To find in Hope but the renewed caress , The serpent - fold of further Faithlessness : - If such may be the ills which men assail , What marvel if at last the mightiest fail ...
... face to face Meet sordid Rage - and wrestle with Disgrace ; To find in Hope but the renewed caress , The serpent - fold of further Faithlessness : - If such may be the ills which men assail , What marvel if at last the mightiest fail ...
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Acres Adras Æsop arms art thou battle behold blood bosom brave breast brow Brutus Bull Cæsar Caius Verres Casca cheers cried dare dark dead dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth enemies eyes fate father fear feel fire Gabor Gaul gentleman give glory hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour justice king lady Lioni live Lochinvar look lord loud Mark Antony mind ne'er never night noble o'er once patricians peace pray proud R. B. SHERIDAN Rienzi rise Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians Shylock Sicily SIEGENDORF Sir Fret Sir Luc smile Sneer soldiers soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou hast thought throne traitor trembling Twas Tyke Venice voice wild word young Zounds
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Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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?
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...