The Book of Eloquence: A Collection of Extracts in Prose and Verse, from the Most Famous Orators and Poets; Intended as Exercises for Declamation in Colleges and SchoolsCrandall & Moseley, 1853 - 452 pages |
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... look back upon these uninspired predictions , and not feel the weight of obligations which they imply ? Here must these bright fan- cies be turned into truth ; here must these high visions be realized , in which the seers and sages of ...
... look back upon these uninspired predictions , and not feel the weight of obligations which they imply ? Here must these bright fan- cies be turned into truth ; here must these high visions be realized , in which the seers and sages of ...
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... look at the political transactions of Europe , with the single exception of their possible bearing upon us , as I do at the history of other countries , or other times . I do not survey them with half the interest that I do the move ...
... look at the political transactions of Europe , with the single exception of their possible bearing upon us , as I do at the history of other countries , or other times . I do not survey them with half the interest that I do the move ...
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... look out for the consequences . tors . VIIL - IMPORTANCE OF LITERARY PURSUITS . A. H. EVERETT . INDEPENDENCE and liberty , the great political objects of all communities , have been secured to us by our glorious ances- In these respects ...
... look out for the consequences . tors . VIIL - IMPORTANCE OF LITERARY PURSUITS . A. H. EVERETT . INDEPENDENCE and liberty , the great political objects of all communities , have been secured to us by our glorious ances- In these respects ...
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... look with childish wonder upon the perfection of our arts , and the splen- dor of our habitations : they submit with ennui and weariness , for a few days , to our burdensome forms and restraints ; and then turn their faces to their ...
... look with childish wonder upon the perfection of our arts , and the splen- dor of our habitations : they submit with ennui and weariness , for a few days , to our burdensome forms and restraints ; and then turn their faces to their ...
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... look with coldness on their rising myriads , she must forget that some of her own best blood is beating in their veins ; that her hardy children , with their axes on their shoulders , have been among the The Poet's Theme EVERETT.
... look with coldness on their rising myriads , she must forget that some of her own best blood is beating in their veins ; that her hardy children , with their axes on their shoulders , have been among the The Poet's Theme EVERETT.
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Page 345 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Page 342 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Page 398 - Shylock, we would have moneys :' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Page 340 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Page 397 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated* me About my moneys and my usances :* Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own.
Page 360 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Page 350 - Like leviathans afloat, Lay their bulwarks on the brine; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. ''Hearts of oak...
Page 339 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Page 69 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood...
Page 124 - Mr. President, I shall enter on no encomium upon Massachusetts; she needs none. There she is. Behold her, and judge for yourselves. There is her history; the world knows it by heart The past, at least, is secure. There is Boston, and Concord, and Lexington, and Bunker Hill; and there they will remain forever.