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... strength , but they creaked ominously under the assaults of this terrible club , which seemed endowed with a sort of appalling ubiquity , striking on every side at once . The strokes of a bullet shaken in a bottle would 20 CHOICE ...
... strength , but they creaked ominously under the assaults of this terrible club , which seemed endowed with a sort of appalling ubiquity , striking on every side at once . The strokes of a bullet shaken in a bottle would 20 CHOICE ...
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... seemed to cry out ; streams of blood twisted in and out of the planks with every pitch of the vessel . The ceiling , damaged in sev- eral places , began to gape . The whole ship was filled with the awful tumult . The captain promptly ...
... seemed to cry out ; streams of blood twisted in and out of the planks with every pitch of the vessel . The ceiling , damaged in sev- eral places , began to gape . The whole ship was filled with the awful tumult . The captain promptly ...
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... for Grammar Grades. tion . forward . Indeed , it seemed impossible to take a single step Each bound of the liberated carronade menaced the destruc- A few minutes more and shipwreck would tion of the vessel . be inevitable .. They ...
... for Grammar Grades. tion . forward . Indeed , it seemed impossible to take a single step Each bound of the liberated carronade menaced the destruc- A few minutes more and shipwreck would tion of the vessel . be inevitable .. They ...
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... seemed to him that she must recognize her master . He had lived a long while with her . How many times he had thrust his hands between her jaws ! It was his tame monster . He began to address it as he might have done his dog . " Come ...
... seemed to him that she must recognize her master . He had lived a long while with her . How many times he had thrust his hands between her jaws ! It was his tame monster . He began to address it as he might have done his dog . " Come ...
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... seemed suddenly to say to itself , " Come , we must make an end , " and it passed . One felt the approach of the crisis . The cannon , as if in sus- pense , appeared to have or had - because it seemed to all a sentient being - a furious ...
... seemed suddenly to say to itself , " Come , we must make an end , " and it passed . One felt the approach of the crisis . The cannon , as if in sus- pense , appeared to have or had - because it seemed to all a sentient being - a furious ...
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Alba Longa ALFRED TENNYSON Alice Cary Antony arms army Bass Bassanio battle Battle of Waterloo beneath blood blow Blücher Boisberthelot born breast breath Brutus Cæsar cannon carronade Casca Cassius cavalry clouds Clusium cuirassiers dark dead death deck doth earth English Exeunt eyes father fear fire Genappe Gilliatt gunner hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven honor Horatius horse hundred Lars Porsena Laun light live look lord loud Mark Antony Napoleon never night noble o'er octopus Portia pray PUPIL rain Ramoth ring Roman Rome round sabers sail seemed shadow ship shout Shylock side smile soul sound speak spirit stand stood sweet sword tell thee thine THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY thou thought thousand Titinius Toussaint L'Ouverture turned VICTOR HUGO voice waves weather wild wind
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Page 247 - ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 323 - High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake, To perish never...
Page 235 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 327 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
Page 248 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke : How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How...
Page 250 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our Ashes live their wonted Fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed Swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon...
Page 396 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Page 232 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Page 251 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 422 - Weigh them ; it is as heavy ; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.