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... bosom had , Mine own would not be dry ! Come hither , hither , my staunch yeoman , Why dost thou look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman , Or shiver at the gale ? " Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? 66 " Sir Childe , I'm ...
... bosom had , Mine own would not be dry ! Come hither , hither , my staunch yeoman , Why dost thou look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman , Or shiver at the gale ? " Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? 66 " Sir Childe , I'm ...
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... bosoms near , While she sat striving with despair Beside his tortured form , And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm . She wiped the death - damps from his brow , 24 THE PRACTICAL ELOCUTIONIST .
... bosoms near , While she sat striving with despair Beside his tortured form , And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm . She wiped the death - damps from his brow , 24 THE PRACTICAL ELOCUTIONIST .
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... bosom , half bare , and her cheek Has the deadly pale hue of despair . Yet cheerful and happy ( nor distant the day , ) Poor Mary the maniac hath been ; The traveller remembers , who journey'd this way , No damsel so lovely , no damsel ...
... bosom , half bare , and her cheek Has the deadly pale hue of despair . Yet cheerful and happy ( nor distant the day , ) Poor Mary the maniac hath been ; The traveller remembers , who journey'd this way , No damsel so lovely , no damsel ...
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... ; The wind ceased , her heart sunk in her bosom with dread , For she heard in the ruins distinctly the tread Of footsteps approaching her near . Behind a wide column , half breathless with fear , SELECTIONS IN VERSE . 47.
... ; The wind ceased , her heart sunk in her bosom with dread , For she heard in the ruins distinctly the tread Of footsteps approaching her near . Behind a wide column , half breathless with fear , SELECTIONS IN VERSE . 47.
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... bosom warms . Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage , The promised Father of the future age . No more shall nation against nation rise , Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes , Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o'er ...
... bosom warms . Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage , The promised Father of the future age . No more shall nation against nation rise , Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes , Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o'er ...
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Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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?
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...