Readings in LiteratureCharles E. Merrill Company, 1919 |
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... feet ( for ' twas autumn ) , I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldier ; Mortally wounded he and buried on the retreat ( easily all could I understand ) , The halt of a mid - day hour , when up ! no time to lose- yet this ...
... feet ( for ' twas autumn ) , I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldier ; Mortally wounded he and buried on the retreat ( easily all could I understand ) , The halt of a mid - day hour , when up ! no time to lose- yet this ...
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... courage , force , and skill , And godlike in thy strength of will , - } Before thy feet the ways divide : One path THE PARTING OF THE WAYS 53 LET FREEDOM BE YOUR King Ralph Waldo Emerson THE PARTING OF THE WAYS Joseph Benson Gilder.
... courage , force , and skill , And godlike in thy strength of will , - } Before thy feet the ways divide : One path THE PARTING OF THE WAYS 53 LET FREEDOM BE YOUR King Ralph Waldo Emerson THE PARTING OF THE WAYS Joseph Benson Gilder.
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Franklin Benjamin Dyer, Mary J. Brady. } Before thy feet the ways divide : One path leads up to heights sublime ; Downward the other slopes , where bide The refuse and the wrecks of Time . Choose then , nor falter at the start , O choose ...
Franklin Benjamin Dyer, Mary J. Brady. } Before thy feet the ways divide : One path leads up to heights sublime ; Downward the other slopes , where bide The refuse and the wrecks of Time . Choose then , nor falter at the start , O choose ...
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... feet , Ready to march , and steady to meet The foes who threaten that name with wrong , - A name that rings like a battle - song . I give you France ! Give us a name to move the heart With the strength that noble griefs impart , A name ...
... feet , Ready to march , and steady to meet The foes who threaten that name with wrong , - A name that rings like a battle - song . I give you France ! Give us a name to move the heart With the strength that noble griefs impart , A name ...
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... feet and bind your wounds on bended knee . Though coward hands have nailed you to the tree And shed your innocent blood and dug your grave , Rejoice and live ! Your oriflamme shall wave- While man has power to perish and be free- A ...
... feet and bind your wounds on bended knee . Though coward hands have nailed you to the tree And shed your innocent blood and dug your grave , Rejoice and live ! Your oriflamme shall wave- While man has power to perish and be free- A ...
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Page 46 - Where low.browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No; men, high.minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude; Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and knowing, dare maintain...
Page 114 - Let me live in a house by the side of the road, Where the race of men go by— The men who are good and the men who are bad, As good and as bad as I.
Page 358 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Page 15 - Equal and exact justice to all men, of whatever state or persuasion, religious or political; peace, commerce, and honest friendship with all nations, entangling alliances with none; the support of the State governments in all their rights, as the most competent administrations for our domestic concerns and the surest bulwarks against anti republican tendencies; the preservation of the General Government in its whole constitutional vigor, as the sheet anchor of our peace at home and safety abroad...
Page 351 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer; not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Page 347 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake; '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', As a sick girl.
Page 348 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 355 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Page 353 - 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? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Page 358 - What private griefs they have, alas ! I know not, That made them do it ; they are wise and honourable, 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, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.