The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and Bibliographical Summary of the World's Most Eminent Authors, Including the Choicest Extracts and Masterpieces from Their Writings, 8. köideAvil Printing Company, 1899 |
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... thou sparedst , Death ! O Varus ! where the warriors thou hast led ? Restore our legions ! -give us back the dead ! I see the broken squadrons reel ; The steeds plunge wide with spurning heel ; Our eagles trod in miry gore ; The leopard ...
... thou sparedst , Death ! O Varus ! where the warriors thou hast led ? Restore our legions ! -give us back the dead ! I see the broken squadrons reel ; The steeds plunge wide with spurning heel ; Our eagles trod in miry gore ; The leopard ...
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... thou , O people , flushed with our defeat , To whom the mourning of our land is sweet , Thou witness of the death - blow of our brave ! Dream not that France is vanquished to a slave ; Gall not with pride the avengers yet to come ...
... thou , O people , flushed with our defeat , To whom the mourning of our land is sweet , Thou witness of the death - blow of our brave ! Dream not that France is vanquished to a slave ; Gall not with pride the avengers yet to come ...
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... thou , dread sea , tempestuous abode , Already have I sung thy space sublime , But of thy charms , immeasurable flood , What son of man can drain the exhaustless source ? Thy might and thine immensity I sing : Have I thy wealth , thy ...
... thou , dread sea , tempestuous abode , Already have I sung thy space sublime , But of thy charms , immeasurable flood , What son of man can drain the exhaustless source ? Thy might and thine immensity I sing : Have I thy wealth , thy ...
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... Thou hollowest out the vales , the mountain's head Thou raisest heavenward , and , turn by turn , Now dost thou swallow up , now yield the plains . And man , to whom at times the records old Of earth are opened , reads , with awe ...
... Thou hollowest out the vales , the mountain's head Thou raisest heavenward , and , turn by turn , Now dost thou swallow up , now yield the plains . And man , to whom at times the records old Of earth are opened , reads , with awe ...
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... thou third- rate actor - to counsel the State touching her claim of sovereignty , with what sentiments did it become me to be inspired on mounting this bema ? Should I have spoken things unworthy of these proud recollections ? Then ...
... thou third- rate actor - to counsel the State touching her claim of sovereignty , with what sentiments did it become me to be inspired on mounting this bema ? Should I have spoken things unworthy of these proud recollections ? Then ...
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Page 413 - Of these the false Achitophel was first, A name to all succeeding ages curst: For close designs and crooked counsels fit, Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit; Restless, unfixed in principles and place, In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace ; A fiery soul, which working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.
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Page 286 - DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so, For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...