The Standard Fourth Reader, Part 2J.L. Shorey, 1874 |
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... rise again . Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do , do it with all thy might . ' I am sure that a young man may be very much what he pleases . " 8. Energy enables a man to force his way through 2 THE WILL AND THE WAY . 25 The Will and the Way,
... rise again . Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do , do it with all thy might . ' I am sure that a young man may be very much what he pleases . " 8. Energy enables a man to force his way through 2 THE WILL AND THE WAY . 25 The Will and the Way,
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Epes Sargent. - name of prudence ; not for corrupt wretches who rise from the bed of vice , or from the mire of indi- gence , to feast their eyes on the noble blood that streams from the scaffold . 8. " O , no ! Liberty is the portion of ...
Epes Sargent. - name of prudence ; not for corrupt wretches who rise from the bed of vice , or from the mire of indi- gence , to feast their eyes on the noble blood that streams from the scaffold . 8. " O , no ! Liberty is the portion of ...
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... rise against officers at sea or in the army . PRO - PEN'SI - TY , n . , inclination . fects . IM - PROV'I - DENCE , n . , lack of fore- thought . REC - RE - A'TION , n . , relief from toil . PUNCT - U - AL'I - TY , n . , careful exact ...
... rise against officers at sea or in the army . PRO - PEN'SI - TY , n . , inclination . fects . IM - PROV'I - DENCE , n . , lack of fore- thought . REC - RE - A'TION , n . , relief from toil . PUNCT - U - AL'I - TY , n . , careful exact ...
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... rise to station of command , Rises by open means , and there will stand On honorable terms , or else retire , And in himself possess his own desire ! XXII.- MAZEPPA'S STORY . - U'KRAINE ( 00'kráin ) , 6 * THE PATHS OF SUCCESS . 65.
... rise to station of command , Rises by open means , and there will stand On honorable terms , or else retire , And in himself possess his own desire ! XXII.- MAZEPPA'S STORY . - U'KRAINE ( 00'kráin ) , 6 * THE PATHS OF SUCCESS . 65.
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... been taken prisoner , and his plans are stopped . He can do no more ! He is near his end . His sun is setting , and he will rise no more . Tarewell to Black Hawk ! XXVIII . — CATILINE EXPELLED . - SCHEME ( skeme 78 SPEECH OF BLACK HAWK .
... been taken prisoner , and his plans are stopped . He can do no more ! He is near his end . His sun is setting , and he will rise no more . Tarewell to Black Hawk ! XXVIII . — CATILINE EXPELLED . - SCHEME ( skeme 78 SPEECH OF BLACK HAWK .
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Page 275 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Page 261 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honor, and have respect to mine honor, 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 Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 151 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.
Page 128 - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school ; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew ; Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Page 182 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Page 264 - 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. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in, glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
Page 311 - 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 crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Page 261 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him ; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Page 327 - But that the dread of something after death — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveler returns — puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of?
Page 144 - D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe: Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.