Blackie's graded readers, ed. by M. Paterson, 8. részMaurice Paterson 1880 |
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15. oldal
... feel their own inferiority and become altogether silent , while he seems to triumph in their defeat by redoubling his exertions . 7. This excessive fondness for variety , however , in the opinion of some injures his song . His elevated ...
... feel their own inferiority and become altogether silent , while he seems to triumph in their defeat by redoubling his exertions . 7. This excessive fondness for variety , however , in the opinion of some injures his song . His elevated ...
35. oldal
... feel at the surface , we imbibe the idea that the deeper the wound the more severe would be the suffer- ing , but this is delusion and contrary to the fact . 6. The surgeon who makes use of the knife informs the patient that the worst ...
... feel at the surface , we imbibe the idea that the deeper the wound the more severe would be the suffer- ing , but this is delusion and contrary to the fact . 6. The surgeon who makes use of the knife informs the patient that the worst ...
46. oldal
... already said , with multitudes of over- shadowing palm - trees , perfectly filled and satisfied my sense of beauty , and made me feel for the moment as if in such a scene I should love to dwell and there 46 SIXTH READER .
... already said , with multitudes of over- shadowing palm - trees , perfectly filled and satisfied my sense of beauty , and made me feel for the moment as if in such a scene I should love to dwell and there 46 SIXTH READER .
48. oldal
... feel my heart new opened : O , how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes ' favours ! There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspéct of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women ...
... feel my heart new opened : O , how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes ' favours ! There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspéct of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women ...
49. oldal
... feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities , A still and quiet conscience . The king has cured me , I humbly thank his grace ; and from these shoulders , These ruined pillars , out of pity , taken A load would sink a navy , too ...
... feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities , A still and quiet conscience . The king has cured me , I humbly thank his grace ; and from these shoulders , These ruined pillars , out of pity , taken A load would sink a navy , too ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
ancient army Babylon Baiae battle beauty birds blood body breath bright Brutus Cæsar called cells colour Cromwell crown dead death earth Elizabethan Era enemy England English Euphrates eyes Faerie Queen fear feet Ferrex fire flowers gate give hand Hardy hath heart heaven hill honour hope insects Julius Cæsar king Lady Lady Jane Grey land leaf leaves lesson lesson:-What light living Loch Katrine look Lord Mark Antony means miles mind morning mountains nature Nebuchadnezzar Nelson night Nitocris noble o'er Palatine Hill Palmyra passed plants poet Pompeii Porrex Prince queen Questions river Roman Rome Romulus Romulus and Remus roots round Round-leaved Sundew scene Shakspeare ship side Soto soul Spectator spirit stones stream sweet temple thee things thou thought thousand tion Tower trees vegetable voice walls whole wind words
Népszerű szakaszok
298. oldal - In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
180. oldal - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
181. oldal - He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; JULIUS CAESAR—43 44—JULIUS CAESAR And Brutus is an honourable man.
12. oldal - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it,) Like to a tenement, or pelting farm : England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds ; That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself...
284. oldal - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
12. oldal - Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, — This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth...
213. oldal - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
50. oldal - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
283. oldal - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
56. oldal - Magnanimity in politics is not seldom the truest wisdom; and a great empire and little minds go ill together.