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... horse , and sustained such serious injuries that he died within twenty - four hours , at the age of seventy . 15. His best epitaph ' is not written in marble or brass , but in those vast and innumerable public works with which his name ...
... horse , and sustained such serious injuries that he died within twenty - four hours , at the age of seventy . 15. His best epitaph ' is not written in marble or brass , but in those vast and innumerable public works with which his name ...
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... horse , and hunting spear ! Hounds are in their couples yelling , Hawks are whistling , horns are knelling , Merrily , merrily , mingle they , Waken , lords and ladies gay . 2. Waken , lords and ladies gay , The mist has left the ...
... horse , and hunting spear ! Hounds are in their couples yelling , Hawks are whistling , horns are knelling , Merrily , merrily , mingle they , Waken , lords and ladies gay . 2. Waken , lords and ladies gay , The mist has left the ...
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... horses at the village inn . In 1429 France , her native country , was in a deplor- able condition , overrun by the English , and the city of Orleans was closely besieged by them . At this juncture Joan , believing that she had received ...
... horses at the village inn . In 1429 France , her native country , was in a deplor- able condition , overrun by the English , and the city of Orleans was closely besieged by them . At this juncture Joan , believing that she had received ...
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... thick with other clay , Which her own clay shall cover , heap'd and pent , Rider and horse , -friend , foe , in one red burial blent ! ' Inanimate , without life . 7. And there was mounting in hot haste : the THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO . 47.
... thick with other clay , Which her own clay shall cover , heap'd and pent , Rider and horse , -friend , foe , in one red burial blent ! ' Inanimate , without life . 7. And there was mounting in hot haste : the THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO . 47.
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... Farriery , the place where horses are shod . Liliputian , belonging to Liliput , a fabled country where the people were very small indeed . from wondering . They are not creatures of fairy- land A VILLAGE OF NAILMAKERS . 77.
... Farriery , the place where horses are shod . Liliputian , belonging to Liliput , a fabled country where the people were very small indeed . from wondering . They are not creatures of fairy- land A VILLAGE OF NAILMAKERS . 77.
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Page 335 - When service should in my old limbs lie lame And unregarded age in corners thrown : Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you. Let me be your servant: Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo 50 The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty,...
Page 47 - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 130 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd 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 honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Page 48 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Page 87 - From his cradle He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Page 134 - 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.
Page 47 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with Nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Page 74 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 131 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Page 133 - Brutus hath rived my heart : A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are. Bru. I do not, till you practise them on me. Cas. You love me not. Bru. I do not like your faults. Cas. A friendly eye could never see such faults. Bru. A flatterer's would not, though they do appear As huge as high Olympus.