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... tears , Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! awake , Voice of sweet song ! awake , my heart , awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs , all join my hymn . Thou first and chief , sole sovran of the vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the ...
... tears , Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! awake , Voice of sweet song ! awake , my heart , awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs , all join my hymn . Thou first and chief , sole sovran of the vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the ...
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... tears , Solemnly seemest , like a vapoury cloud , To rise before me - rise , O ever rise ! Rise , like a cloud of incense , from the earth ! Thou kingly spirit , throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven ...
... tears , Solemnly seemest , like a vapoury cloud , To rise before me - rise , O ever rise ! Rise , like a cloud of incense , from the earth ! Thou kingly spirit , throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven ...
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... tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along ... tears become thine eye-- If I thy guileless bosom had , Mine own would not be dry ! Come hither , hither , my ...
... tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along ... tears become thine eye-- If I thy guileless bosom had , Mine own would not be dry ! Come hither , hither , my ...
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... tear . And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan , When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain , Till fed by stranger - hands ; But , long e'er I come back again ...
... tear . And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan , When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain , Till fed by stranger - hands ; But , long e'er I come back again ...
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... tear'st them from their homes , and sendest them To slaughter , prodigal of misery ; " If , when the widow and the orphan groan " " 66 In want and wretchedness , thou turnest thee To hear the music of the flatterer's tongue ; " If ...
... tear'st them from their homes , and sendest them To slaughter , prodigal of misery ; " If , when the widow and the orphan groan " " 66 In want and wretchedness , thou turnest thee To hear the music of the flatterer's tongue ; " If ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Acres Adras Æsop arms art thou battle behold blood bosom brave breast brow Brutus Bull Cæsar Caius Verres Casca cheers cried dare dark dead dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth enemies eyes fate father fear feel fire Gabor Gaul gentleman give glory hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour justice king lady Lioni live Lochinvar look lord loud Mark Antony mind ne'er never night noble o'er once patricians peace pray proud R. B. SHERIDAN Rienzi rise Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians Shylock Sicily SIEGENDORF Sir Fret Sir Luc smile Sneer soldiers soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou hast thought throne traitor trembling Twas Tyke Venice voice wild word young Zounds
Passagens conhecidas
Página 261 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 28 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Página 35 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Página 154 - Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
Página 236 - I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Página 259 - 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 Ctesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Página 170 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...
Página 174 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Página 170 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men "Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Página 18 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...