The Star reciter; a collection of prose and poetical gems, selected and arranged by J.A. Ferguson1873 |
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... angel . Judge , O you gods ! how dearly Cæsar lov'd him ! This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For , when the noble Cæsar saw him stab , Ingratitude , more strong than traitor's arms , Quite vanquished him : then burst his mighty ...
... angel . Judge , O you gods ! how dearly Cæsar lov'd him ! This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For , when the noble Cæsar saw him stab , Ingratitude , more strong than traitor's arms , Quite vanquished him : then burst his mighty ...
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... angel trumps in heaven their praise is blown , Divine their lot . What shall I do to gain eternal life ? Discharge aright The simple dues with which each day is rife , Yea , with thy might . Ere perfect scheme of action thou devise Will ...
... angel trumps in heaven their praise is blown , Divine their lot . What shall I do to gain eternal life ? Discharge aright The simple dues with which each day is rife , Yea , with thy might . Ere perfect scheme of action thou devise Will ...
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... angel , I had stood Then happy ; no unbounded hope had raised Ambition ! Yet why not ? Some other power As great might have aspired , and me , though mean , Drawn to his part . But other powers as great Fell not , but stand unshaken ...
... angel , I had stood Then happy ; no unbounded hope had raised Ambition ! Yet why not ? Some other power As great might have aspired , and me , though mean , Drawn to his part . But other powers as great Fell not , but stand unshaken ...
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... angel child , That seems like her bud in full blossom , And smiles as she never smiled : When I wake in the morning , I see it Where she always used to lie , And I feel as weak as a violet Alone ' neath the awful sky ; As weak , yet as ...
... angel child , That seems like her bud in full blossom , And smiles as she never smiled : When I wake in the morning , I see it Where she always used to lie , And I feel as weak as a violet Alone ' neath the awful sky ; As weak , yet as ...
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... angel , writing in a book of gold . Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold , And to the presence in the room he ... angel . Abou spoke more low , But cheerly still , and said , " I pray thee , then , Write me as one that loves his ...
... angel , writing in a book of gold . Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold , And to the presence in the room he ... angel . Abou spoke more low , But cheerly still , and said , " I pray thee , then , Write me as one that loves his ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
angel beautiful snow bells beneath bless blood breast breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar Cassius Charles Mackay cheek child cold cried curule chair dark dead dear death deep door dreams earth eyes face fair fate father fear fell flowers gave gazed grave hand hast hath head hear heard heart heathen Chinee heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre honour hope Inchcape Rock king kiss knew lady laugh light lips Lochinvar look Lord Lord Lytton morning mother ne'er never night Numps o'er once Oriska Pay your tithes Pigswiddy poor prayer proud Queen Quoth the Raven R. H. Barham round seeing's not believing sigh sleep smile soul sound stood sweet tears tell thee thine Thomas Haynes Bayley thou thought Twas voice vulgar boy wave wife wild wind woman of mind words young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 73 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air, Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army while All the world wonder'd: Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Página 142 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Página 287 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "Tis some poor fellow's...
Página 17 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke ; But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause : What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
Página 19 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man...
Página 2 - LAERTES head. And these few precepts in thy memory Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.
Página 113 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds...
Página 193 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Página 77 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ! And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Página 87 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.