The Speaker's Garland: Comprising 100 Choice Selections ...Penn Publishing Company, 1904 |
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10. oldal
... asked his opinion of the reputation attained by that wonderful interpreter of Shakspeare , he replied ; “ Oh , sir , he deserves everything he has acquired , for having seized the soul of Shakspeare , for having embodied it in himself ...
... asked his opinion of the reputation attained by that wonderful interpreter of Shakspeare , he replied ; “ Oh , sir , he deserves everything he has acquired , for having seized the soul of Shakspeare , for having embodied it in himself ...
15. oldal
... asked me for bread . At first I earned it for them By working hard all day , But somehow times were bad , sir , And the work all fell away . " I could get no more employment ; The weather was bitter cold , The young ones cried and ...
... asked me for bread . At first I earned it for them By working hard all day , But somehow times were bad , sir , And the work all fell away . " I could get no more employment ; The weather was bitter cold , The young ones cried and ...
51. oldal
... out , takes his seat , and says— " How air yew , gents ? I'm rotted glad to see yew . " " Can you point out the man you think has the spoons ? " asked the landlord . " Pint him out ? Sartinly I ken . Say NUMBER NINE . 51.
... out , takes his seat , and says— " How air yew , gents ? I'm rotted glad to see yew . " " Can you point out the man you think has the spoons ? " asked the landlord . " Pint him out ? Sartinly I ken . Say NUMBER NINE . 51.
66. oldal
... asked for a place to build your wigwam . We gave you a country ; was it not worth giving ? We now ask you to deliver us from an enemy which we cannot conquer alone ; like everything else of the white man , it is too strong for us . We ...
... asked for a place to build your wigwam . We gave you a country ; was it not worth giving ? We now ask you to deliver us from an enemy which we cannot conquer alone ; like everything else of the white man , it is too strong for us . We ...
68. oldal
... sweetly with me . It wuz my fust beau ; and oh , my sisters , hed he that night asked me to be his'n I should hev bin weak enough to hev sed yes , and I would hev bin a washer uv dishes and 68 ONE HUNDRED CHOICE SELECTIONS xii 15.
... sweetly with me . It wuz my fust beau ; and oh , my sisters , hed he that night asked me to be his'n I should hev bin weak enough to hev sed yes , and I would hev bin a washer uv dishes and 68 ONE HUNDRED CHOICE SELECTIONS xii 15.
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167. oldal - Such an act, That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue, hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows As false as dicers...
140. oldal - Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings ; at the helm A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
169. oldal - My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music : it is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word ; which madness Would gambol from.
38. oldal - Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart, as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep; — Rock me to sleep, mother, —rock me to sleep ! Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
122. oldal - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars; I loiter round my cresses; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river: For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
71. oldal - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well : For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored and unsung.
83. oldal - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder.
121. oldal - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
167. oldal - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
112. oldal - By 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.