Eighth ReaderLongmans, Green and Company, 1918 - 488 pagini |
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Pagina 1
... fear but a sort of despair that the hopes of the great school would have to rest upon him , little Dink Stover , who weighed only one hundred and thirty- eight pounds . He went quietly to the Upper , his eyes on the ground like a guilty ...
... fear but a sort of despair that the hopes of the great school would have to rest upon him , little Dink Stover , who weighed only one hundred and thirty- eight pounds . He went quietly to the Upper , his eyes on the ground like a guilty ...
Pagina 97
... fear , " carelessly replied Sir William Howe . " There can be no worse treason in the matter than a jest , and that somewhat of the dullest . Even were it a sharp and bitter one , our best policy would be to laugh it off . See , here ...
... fear , " carelessly replied Sir William Howe . " There can be no worse treason in the matter than a jest , and that somewhat of the dullest . Even were it a sharp and bitter one , our best policy would be to laugh it off . See , here ...
Pagina 100
... fear , but still with an anxious curiosity . The shapes which now seemed hastening to join the mysterious procession were recognized rather by striking pecu- liarities of dress or broad characteristics of manner than by any perceptible ...
... fear , but still with an anxious curiosity . The shapes which now seemed hastening to join the mysterious procession were recognized rather by striking pecu- liarities of dress or broad characteristics of manner than by any perceptible ...
Pagina 111
... fear . -JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER . " GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH ! " MR . PRESIDENT , the patriotism , No man thinks more highly than I do of as well as abilities , of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the House ...
... fear . -JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER . " GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH ! " MR . PRESIDENT , the patriotism , No man thinks more highly than I do of as well as abilities , of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the House ...
Pagina 112
... fear of giving offense , I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country , and of an act of disloyalty towards the Majesty of Heaven , which I revere above all earthly kings . Mr. President , it is natural to man to ...
... fear of giving offense , I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country , and of an act of disloyalty towards the Majesty of Heaven , which I revere above all earthly kings . Mr. President , it is natural to man to ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Abraham Davenport ain't Alarum answer arms asked Bassanio Belteshazzar blood Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius Cato Cinna Clitus Colonel Daniel DARDANIUS dead dear death Dink doth enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fear fellow fire flag give Hadly hand hath hear heard heart heaven honor ides of March Julius Cæsar Jupiter king Legrand letter liberty light live look lord LUCILIUS Lucius Mark Antony massa master means Messala morning Nebuchadnezzar Nerissa never night noble Nolan Octavius officer once parchment Pindarus Portia pray Province House Rocky Roman Rome SCENE seemed ship Shylock Sir Launfal Sir William skull smile soul speak spirit stand story Strato sword tell thee thing thought Titinius to-day told tree turned unto voice Volumnius walk Washington word young
Pasaje populare
Pagina 423 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Pagina 163 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Pagina 147 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Pagina 134 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. "And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
Pagina 428 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead...
Pagina 426 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st...
Pagina 397 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? — What ! shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, — shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large...
Pagina 180 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Pagina 399 - Heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection ! I did .send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me. Was that done like Cassius...
Pagina 138 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.