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... Thou kingly spirit throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven , Great Hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky , And tell the stars , and tell yon rising sun , Earth , with her thousand voices , praises God ...
... Thou kingly spirit throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven , Great Hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky , And tell the stars , and tell yon rising sun , Earth , with her thousand voices , praises God ...
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... thou , most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines , How silently ! around thee and above Deep is the air and dark , substantial black— An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it , As with a wedge ! but , when I look again ...
... thou , most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines , How silently ! around thee and above Deep is the air and dark , substantial black— An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it , As with a wedge ! but , when I look again ...
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... , hoar mount ! with thy sky - pointing peaks , Oft from whose feet the avalanche , unheard , Shoots downward , glittering through the pure serene , Into the depths of clouds that veil thy breast- Thou 18 THE PRACTICAL ELOCUTIONIST .
... , hoar mount ! with thy sky - pointing peaks , Oft from whose feet the avalanche , unheard , Shoots downward , glittering through the pure serene , Into the depths of clouds that veil thy breast- Thou 18 THE PRACTICAL ELOCUTIONIST .
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... thou , That as I raise my head , awhile bowed low In adoration , upward from thy base , Slow travelling , with dim ... Thou kingly spirit , throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven , Great Hierarch ! tell thou ...
... thou , That as I raise my head , awhile bowed low In adoration , upward from thy base , Slow travelling , with dim ... Thou kingly spirit , throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven , Great Hierarch ! tell thou ...
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... thou reason'st well , Else whence this pleasing hope , this fond desire , This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread and inward horror Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself , and startles at ...
... thou reason'st well , Else whence this pleasing hope , this fond desire , This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread and inward horror Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself , and startles at ...
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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...