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... walking about , change of posture , and fullness of gesture and facial expression . There are in fact no hard and fast lines of demarcation among these three , for the problem as to which of these to use is solved always in terms of the ...
... walking about , change of posture , and fullness of gesture and facial expression . There are in fact no hard and fast lines of demarcation among these three , for the problem as to which of these to use is solved always in terms of the ...
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... WALKS IN BEAUTY She walks in beauty , like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies , And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes ; Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies ...
... WALKS IN BEAUTY She walks in beauty , like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies , And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes ; Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies ...
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... walk of the palace . A straight handsome street led from the house along the summit of the hill , to the splendid residence of the ancient Dukes of Brabant , then the abode of Duchess Margaret . J. L. MOTLEY : The Rise of the Dutch ...
... walk of the palace . A straight handsome street led from the house along the summit of the hill , to the splendid residence of the ancient Dukes of Brabant , then the abode of Duchess Margaret . J. L. MOTLEY : The Rise of the Dutch ...
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... - no ? Horatio . It was , as I have seen it in his life , A sable silver'd . Hamlet . I will watch to - night ; Perchance ' twill walk again . SHAKESPEARE : Hamlet . II . THE GENERAL THEME ( a ) In exposition 68 LOGICAL SETTING.
... - no ? Horatio . It was , as I have seen it in his life , A sable silver'd . Hamlet . I will watch to - night ; Perchance ' twill walk again . SHAKESPEARE : Hamlet . II . THE GENERAL THEME ( a ) In exposition 68 LOGICAL SETTING.
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... walking shadow ; a poor player , That struts and frets his hour upon the stage , And then is heard no more : it is a tale Told by an idiot , full of sound and fury , Signifying nothing . CHAPTER VI EMOTIONAL SETTING To be able to state ...
... walking shadow ; a poor player , That struts and frets his hour upon the stage , And then is heard no more : it is a tale Told by an idiot , full of sound and fury , Signifying nothing . CHAPTER VI EMOTIONAL SETTING To be able to state ...
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Page 159 - That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Page 7 - GROW old along with me ! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made : Our times are in His hand Who saith ' A whole I planned, Youth shows but half ; trust God : see all, nor be afraid...
Page 22 - Gentlemen may cry peace! peace! but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Page 145 - O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes ! O thou Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow...
Page 193 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Page 83 - Here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore;" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore.
Page 323 - All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Page 151 - 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 85 - said I, " thing of evil — prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore: 130 Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore! " Quoth the Raven,
Page 15 - And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now cull out a holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone; Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.