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 SchoolsLee and Shepard, 1887 - 452 pages |
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... Italy . 20. Province of the Historian .. 21. Protest against Turkish Perfidy 22. Lesson to Ambition ... 23. Catholic Restrictions . 24. Plea to George IV . in Behalf of the Queen .. 25. In Defence of Mr. Finnerty .. 26. The Evidence of ...
... Italy . 20. Province of the Historian .. 21. Protest against Turkish Perfidy 22. Lesson to Ambition ... 23. Catholic Restrictions . 24. Plea to George IV . in Behalf of the Queen .. 25. In Defence of Mr. Finnerty .. 26. The Evidence of ...
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... Italy .. 71. Defence of the Poet Archias .SYDNEY SMITH 301 MACKINTOSH . 302 .MACKINTOSH . 303 72. Speech of Shrewsbury before Queen Elizabeth . 73. Mr. Fox and the East India Bill .... 74. Detached Empire ... 75. Taxation of America ...
... Italy .. 71. Defence of the Poet Archias .SYDNEY SMITH 301 MACKINTOSH . 302 .MACKINTOSH . 303 72. Speech of Shrewsbury before Queen Elizabeth . 73. Mr. Fox and the East India Bill .... 74. Detached Empire ... 75. Taxation of America ...
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... for aught I know , the executor of it also . But , thanks be to God , he is not the supreme lawgiver or executor of the national · law , and every offence against that is an offence WEBSTER Hope for Italy The Loved Dead.
... for aught I know , the executor of it also . But , thanks be to God , he is not the supreme lawgiver or executor of the national · law , and every offence against that is an offence WEBSTER Hope for Italy The Loved Dead.
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... Italy , was Greece , the cradle of civilization ? No. As far back as the lights of tradition reach , Africa was the cradle of science , while Syria , and Greece , and Italy were yet covered with darkness . As far back as we can trace ...
... Italy , was Greece , the cradle of civilization ? No. As far back as the lights of tradition reach , Africa was the cradle of science , while Syria , and Greece , and Italy were yet covered with darkness . As far back as we can trace ...
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... Italy , and pursued him to the very gates of the Eternal City . XLIII . - RESISTANCE TO OPPRESSION . J. MANCY . WE are called upon as citizens and as men , by the highest motives of duty , interest and happiness , to resist the innova ...
... Italy , and pursued him to the very gates of the Eternal City . XLIII . - RESISTANCE TO OPPRESSION . J. MANCY . WE are called upon as citizens and as men , by the highest motives of duty , interest and happiness , to resist the innova ...
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Page 346 - 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 343 - Let it pry through the portage of the head. Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it. As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swilled with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Page 344 - 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 174 - Gentlemen may cry peace! peace! but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me...
Page 185 - Sink or swim, live or die, survive or perish, I give my hand and my heart to this vote.
Page 449 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow.
Page 347 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set - but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
Page 347 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves; Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love.
Page 343 - 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 415 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...