Rhetorical Dialogues: Or, Dramatic Selections for the Use of Schools, Academies, and FamiliesDurrie, & Peck, 1839 - 514 páginas |
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... heart that beat , and bade me feel For my own heart , and they both beat alike , Only mine was the quickest . - And I feel My own heart yet - but hers -- I cannot feel- Father . Child ! child ! -- you drive me mad -- come hence , I Till ...
... heart that beat , and bade me feel For my own heart , and they both beat alike , Only mine was the quickest . - And I feel My own heart yet - but hers -- I cannot feel- Father . Child ! child ! -- you drive me mad -- come hence , I Till ...
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... heart . He who made it must be happy . First Child . It is a great world . Look off to the mighty ocean when the storm is upon it ; -to the huge mountain , when the thunder and the lightnings play over it ; to the vast forest- the ...
... heart . He who made it must be happy . First Child . It is a great world . Look off to the mighty ocean when the storm is upon it ; -to the huge mountain , when the thunder and the lightnings play over it ; to the vast forest- the ...
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... heart hath died within me . Το Eri . pause , Am I then and doubt , and shrink , because a boy , A dreaming boy , hath trembled at a look ? Ansel . Oh ! looks are no illusions , when the soul , Which may not speak in words , can find no ...
... heart hath died within me . Το Eri . pause , Am I then and doubt , and shrink , because a boy , A dreaming boy , hath trembled at a look ? Ansel . Oh ! looks are no illusions , when the soul , Which may not speak in words , can find no ...
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... heart , you should not thus Have mocked the boy's sad mother - I have said , You should not thus have mocked her ! -Now , farewell . ( Exit Eribert . ) Ansel . Oh , brother ! hard of heart ! -for deeds like these There must be fearful ...
... heart , you should not thus Have mocked the boy's sad mother - I have said , You should not thus have mocked her ! -Now , farewell . ( Exit Eribert . ) Ansel . Oh , brother ! hard of heart ! -for deeds like these There must be fearful ...
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... heart shall be thrown , ere it ceases to beat , With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale- gore , Lochiel . Down , soothless insulter ! I trust not the tale . Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their Like ocean weeds ...
... heart shall be thrown , ere it ceases to beat , With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale- gore , Lochiel . Down , soothless insulter ! I trust not the tale . Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their Like ocean weeds ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Adras Adrastus Altorf arms art thou Aust Balt Baron Bert bless blood Blush Blushington brave Bris Brutus Cæsar Cassius Catiline Char child cold blood game Count Damon dare dear death dost thou Emma Enter Epirus Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Flor Florian Fred Fritz gentleman Gesler give Glan Glandoff goot Greg hand hath hear heart heaven honor king Lady Lady G liberty lictors little Lotta live Lochiel Lock look lord Mary Maurice Medon mercy mother murder never noble Norv Old F peace poor pray prince Procles revenge Rienzi Roderic Rome Sarnem Scene scorn Sheva Sir G slaves soldier soul speak sure sword Tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought traitor Twill vengeance Vent villain Volscians wife word Zounds
Passagens conhecidas
Página 77 - For I can raise no money by vile means: 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...
Página 47 - ... tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly; And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried, " Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 47 - Help me, Cassius, or I sink ! ' I, as ^Eneas our great ancestor • Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Caesar. And this man Is now become a god, and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body If Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
Página 48 - 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 77 - Set in a note-book, learned and conned by rote, To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! — There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus...
Página 75 - 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...
Página 47 - Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Página 72 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Página 47 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life ; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Página 75 - I an itching palm? You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last.