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... thou reasonest well ! || Else whence this pleasing hope , || this fond desire , || This longing ||| after immortality ? |||| Or whence this secret dread ||| and inward horror ||| Of falling into naught ? |||| Why | shrinks the soul ...
... thou reasonest well ! || Else whence this pleasing hope , || this fond desire , || This longing ||| after immortality ? |||| Or whence this secret dread ||| and inward horror ||| Of falling into naught ? |||| Why | shrinks the soul ...
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... thou pleasing , — || dreadful thought ! ” |||| ' Pathetic ' example for ' slow ' standard time . 8. " Alas ! || my noble boy ! ||| that thou | shouldst die ! ||| Thou , || who wert made | so beautifully fair ! ||| That death || should ...
... thou pleasing , — || dreadful thought ! ” |||| ' Pathetic ' example for ' slow ' standard time . 8. " Alas ! || my noble boy ! ||| that thou | shouldst die ! ||| Thou , || who wert made | so beautifully fair ! ||| That death || should ...
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... them . Example of jest . MARULLUS . Yòu , sir ; what trade are yoù ? 2D CITIZEN . Truly , sir , in respect of a fine workman , I am but , as you would say , a cobbler . MAR . But what trade art thou ? Answer me INTRODUCTORY TREATISE .
... them . Example of jest . MARULLUS . Yòu , sir ; what trade are yoù ? 2D CITIZEN . Truly , sir , in respect of a fine workman , I am but , as you would say , a cobbler . MAR . But what trade art thou ? Answer me INTRODUCTORY TREATISE .
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... thou knàve ? thou naughty knave , what trade ? if 2D CIT . Nay , I beseech you , sir , be not out with me : yet , you bê out , sir , I can mend you . MAR . What mean'st thou by that ? Ménd me , thou saucy fellow ? 2D CIT . Why , sir ...
... thou knàve ? thou naughty knave , what trade ? if 2D CIT . Nay , I beseech you , sir , be not out with me : yet , you bê out , sir , I can mend you . MAR . What mean'st thou by that ? Ménd me , thou saucy fellow ? 2D CIT . Why , sir ...
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... thou aim'st at be thy country's , Thy God's , and truth's : then , if thou fall'st , O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr ! " VOLUME . 6 Full volume ' is the most essential element in the truthful expression of noble ' sentiment ...
... thou aim'st at be thy country's , Thy God's , and truth's : then , if thou fall'st , O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr ! " VOLUME . 6 Full volume ' is the most essential element in the truthful expression of noble ' sentiment ...
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Page lxv - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
Page lxiv - What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 364 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Page 406 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Page 418 - 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 229 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 418 - Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him. Then burst his mighty heart, And in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the while ran blood), great Caesar fell.
Page 286 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
Page 406 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care, No children run to lisp their sire's return Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Page 231 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...