Exercises in Reading and RecitationJonathan Barber author, 1828 - 251 ページ |
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... gave my voice against them . And I punished them oft in every synagogue , and compelled them to blaspheme ; and being exceed- ingly mad against them , I persecuted them even unto strange cities . Whereupon as I went to Damascus , IN ...
... gave my voice against them . And I punished them oft in every synagogue , and compelled them to blaspheme ; and being exceed- ingly mad against them , I persecuted them even unto strange cities . Whereupon as I went to Damascus , IN ...
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... gave a beauteous sparkle to each tear , That , rill - like , dropp'd ; -- or , rather like a stream . Resolv'd was SHE , amid this tomb , to sigh , To weep , and wail , and groan , and starve and die ! No comfort ! no ! no comfort would ...
... gave a beauteous sparkle to each tear , That , rill - like , dropp'd ; -- or , rather like a stream . Resolv'd was SHE , amid this tomb , to sigh , To weep , and wail , and groan , and starve and die ! No comfort ! no ! no comfort would ...
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... gave me promise of thy quick return . What ardently I wish'd , I long believ'd , And , disappointed still , was still deceiv'd : By expectation ev'ry day beguil'd , Dupe of to - morrow even from a child , Thus many a sad to - morrow ...
... gave me promise of thy quick return . What ardently I wish'd , I long believ'd , And , disappointed still , was still deceiv'd : By expectation ev'ry day beguil'd , Dupe of to - morrow even from a child , Thus many a sad to - morrow ...
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... gave it wings to fly ? Has matter innate motion ? then each atom , Asserting its indisputable right . To dance , would form a universe of dust : Has matter none ? Then whence these glorious forms , And boundless flights , from shapeless ...
... gave it wings to fly ? Has matter innate motion ? then each atom , Asserting its indisputable right . To dance , would form a universe of dust : Has matter none ? Then whence these glorious forms , And boundless flights , from shapeless ...
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... gave me , Makes me forgetful ? Bru . Yes , Cassius ; and henceforth , When you are over - earnest with your Brutus , He'll think your mother chides , and leave you so . KING JAMES AND RODERICK DHU . LADY OF THE LAKE . Scene .... A rock ...
... gave me , Makes me forgetful ? Bru . Yes , Cassius ; and henceforth , When you are over - earnest with your Brutus , He'll think your mother chides , and leave you so . KING JAMES AND RODERICK DHU . LADY OF THE LAKE . Scene .... A rock ...
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127 ページ - 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.
50 ページ - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
57 ページ - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar. I love not man the less, but Nature more...
154 ページ - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
147 ページ - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy.
143 ページ - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
58 ページ - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, and monarchs tremble in their capitals ; the oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make their clay creator the vain title take of lord of thee, and arbiter of war,— these are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, they melt into thy yeast of waves — which mar alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
127 ページ - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, 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.
64 ページ - Having therefore obtained help of God, I continue unto this day, witnessing both to small and great, saying none other things than those which the prophets and Moses did say should come : that Christ should suffer, and that he should be the first that should rise from the dead, and should shew light unto the people, and to the Gentiles.
148 ページ - tis true, this god did shake; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre; I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas! it cried, "Give me some drink, Titinius,