The Boy's Second Help to Reading: A Selection of Choice Passages from English Authors, Adapted for More Advanced PupilsGeo. Routledge & Company, 1854 - 312 Seiten |
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... ruins of the Forum ; each memorable spot where Romulus stood , or Tully spoke , or Cæsar fell , was at once present to my eye , and 66 66 several days of intoxication were lost or enjoyed before 6 THE BOY'S SECOND HELP TO READING .
... ruins of the Forum ; each memorable spot where Romulus stood , or Tully spoke , or Cæsar fell , was at once present to my eye , and 66 66 several days of intoxication were lost or enjoyed before 6 THE BOY'S SECOND HELP TO READING .
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... ruins , and destroyed so many populous cities , seems to promise him an everlasting remembrance ; notwithstanding he has himself composed many and lasting works , yet I am persuaded the mentioning of him in your immortal writings will ...
... ruins , and destroyed so many populous cities , seems to promise him an everlasting remembrance ; notwithstanding he has himself composed many and lasting works , yet I am persuaded the mentioning of him in your immortal writings will ...
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... ruin swamped All men that breathe . Such were my crimes ; these pains Grievous to suffer , pitiful to behold , Were purchased thus ; and mercy's now denied To him whose crime was mercy to mankind : And here I lie , in cunning torment ...
... ruin swamped All men that breathe . Such were my crimes ; these pains Grievous to suffer , pitiful to behold , Were purchased thus ; and mercy's now denied To him whose crime was mercy to mankind : And here I lie , in cunning torment ...
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... ruin ? Where , where is the beautiful crust that covered thee so long ? where those traces of time , and fingers as it were of antiquity ? Where all those beautiful obscurities , the cause of much delightful disputa- tion , where doubt ...
... ruin ? Where , where is the beautiful crust that covered thee so long ? where those traces of time , and fingers as it were of antiquity ? Where all those beautiful obscurities , the cause of much delightful disputa- tion , where doubt ...
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... ruins almost impracticable : I had , therefore , still presence of mind enough left to put on a pair of shoes and a coat , the first that came in my way , which was everything I saved ; and in this dress I hurried downstairs , the woman ...
... ruins almost impracticable : I had , therefore , still presence of mind enough left to put on a pair of shoes and a coat , the first that came in my way , which was everything I saved ; and in this dress I hurried downstairs , the woman ...
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ancient animals appeared Asem Augustus Cæsar Battle of Crecy beautiful behold boat body born breath Brutus Cæsar church clouds cried dark dead death delight dreadful earth enemy eternal eyes father fear feeling fell fire genius glory GODFREY DE BOUILLON Grongar Hill ground hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Homer honour hope horse human Iliad JULIUS CÆSAR king labour light live look Lord manner mind moon morning Mount Vesuvius mountains nature never night noble o'er observed once pain passed pity pleasure poet poor present racter Rome ruins Sandy Smith scarcely seemed seen shade ship sleep Sloth smile soon soul spider spirit stood sweet Terpander Thebes thee things thou thought Trojan war twas whole wild WILLIAM OF MALMESBURY wind wisdom wonder youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 24 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Seite 276 - 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.
Seite 200 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill ; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly...
Seite 84 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Seite 291 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Seite 200 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault ; And grievously hath Caesar answered it.
Seite 201 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Seite 192 - This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Seite 177 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Seite 275 - I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.