Selections from the Writings of Lord Macaulay, Volume 1Longmans, Green, 1876 - 475 pages |
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... received orders to search everywhere for scythes and to bring all that could be found to the camp . It was impossible , however , even with the help of these contrivances , to supply the demand ; and great numbers who were desirous to ...
... received orders to search everywhere for scythes and to bring all that could be found to the camp . It was impossible , however , even with the help of these contrivances , to supply the demand ; and great numbers who were desirous to ...
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... In a few hours it was known that Portsmouth was safe ; and these troops 1 Rapin de Thoyras was the author of " L'Histoire d'Angleterre , " pub- lished in 1724 . then received orders to change their route and to hasten 30 Historical Scenes .
... In a few hours it was known that Portsmouth was safe ; and these troops 1 Rapin de Thoyras was the author of " L'Histoire d'Angleterre , " pub- lished in 1724 . then received orders to change their route and to hasten 30 Historical Scenes .
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Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay George Otto Trevelyan. then received orders to change their route and to hasten to Salisbury . When Sunday the fourth of November dawned , the cliffs of the Isle of Wight were full in view of the ...
Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay George Otto Trevelyan. then received orders to change their route and to hasten to Salisbury . When Sunday the fourth of November dawned , the cliffs of the Isle of Wight were full in view of the ...
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... received with a shout of " No surrender , " and with a fire from the nearest bastion . An officer of his staff fell dead by his side . The King and his attendants made all haste to get out of reach of the cannon balls . Lundy , who was ...
... received with a shout of " No surrender , " and with a fire from the nearest bastion . An officer of his staff fell dead by his side . The King and his attendants made all haste to get out of reach of the cannon balls . Lundy , who was ...
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... received into the houses of friends and kinsmen . Many were indebted for the means of subsistence to the liberality of strangers . Among those who bore a part in this work of mercy , none contributed more largely or less ostentatiously ...
... received into the houses of friends and kinsmen . Many were indebted for the means of subsistence to the liberality of strangers . Among those who bore a part in this work of mercy , none contributed more largely or less ostentatiously ...
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Page 474 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Page 369 - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands. He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene: But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try. Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head, Down as upon a bed.
Page 461 - Rochelle, proud city of the waters, Again let rapture light the eyes of all thy mourning daughters. As thou wert constant in our ills, be joyous in our joy, For cold, and stiff, and still are they who wrought thy walls annoy.
Page 459 - And crushed and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters lay. Ho ! strike the flagstaff deep, Sir Knight : ho ! scatter flowers, fair maids : Ho ! gunners, fire a loud salute : ho ! gallants, draw your blades : Thou sun, shine on her joyously — ye breezes, waft her wide; Our glorious SEMPER EADEM, the banner of our pride.
Page 462 - And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may — For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray — Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre.
Page 462 - And we cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre.
Page 460 - Till the proud peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales, Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales, Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the wind the Wrekin's crest of light...
Page 459 - The fisher left his skiff to rock on Tamar's glittering waves : The rugged miners poured to war from Mendip's sunless caves: O'er Longleat's towers, o'er Cranbourne's oaks, the fiery herald flew: He roused the shepherds of Stonehenge, the rangers of Beaulieu. Right sharp and quick the bells all night rang out from Bristol town, And ere the day three hundred horse had met on Clifton down...
Page 458 - It was about the lovely close of a warm summer day, There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail to Plymouth Bay ; Her crew had seen Castile's black fleet, beyond Aurigny's Isle, At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many a mile. At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace; And the tall Pinta, till the noon, had held her close in chase.
Page 461 - With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand: And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's...