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Pàgina 7
... dark , I went into the room in a mistake ! Mag . Well , I hope you committed no other mistake . You I cannot grant you a warrant . must be careful in future . Pat . Thank your majesty . If he hits me agin it shall go for something . By ...
... dark , I went into the room in a mistake ! Mag . Well , I hope you committed no other mistake . You I cannot grant you a warrant . must be careful in future . Pat . Thank your majesty . If he hits me agin it shall go for something . By ...
Pàgina 8
... dark and fiery eye , Fret not to roam the desert now with all thy winged speed , I may not mount on thee again ... dark eye will grow less proud , thy step become less fleet , And vainly shalt thou arch thy neck , thy master's hand to ...
... dark and fiery eye , Fret not to roam the desert now with all thy winged speed , I may not mount on thee again ... dark eye will grow less proud , thy step become less fleet , And vainly shalt thou arch thy neck , thy master's hand to ...
Pàgina 10
... dark - den you sall pull off you shoe , and ve vill steal up de stair , and nobody sall know ve are dere . So he pay de great compliment , give me de grand thanks ; for though his beard vas like de great black shoe brush stuck on his ...
... dark - den you sall pull off you shoe , and ve vill steal up de stair , and nobody sall know ve are dere . So he pay de great compliment , give me de grand thanks ; for though his beard vas like de great black shoe brush stuck on his ...
Pàgina 45
... dark as winter was the flow Of Iser rolling rapidly . But Linden saw another sight , When the drum beat at dead of night , Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery ! By torch and trumpet fast array'd , Each ...
... dark as winter was the flow Of Iser rolling rapidly . But Linden saw another sight , When the drum beat at dead of night , Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery ! By torch and trumpet fast array'd , Each ...
Pàgina 47
... dark , Seean they te winder fell te wark ; And wishing they'd a lad te fill , Young Brush , whea yet had ligg'd quite still , Thinkin ' ' at men helang'd te t ' hoose , An ' that he noo mud be o ' use , Jump'd doon directly on te ' t ...
... dark , Seean they te winder fell te wark ; And wishing they'd a lad te fill , Young Brush , whea yet had ligg'd quite still , Thinkin ' ' at men helang'd te t ' hoose , An ' that he noo mud be o ' use , Jump'd doon directly on te ' t ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
arms Ashfield battle of Malplaquet Bill bless blood Brutus Cæsar Caius Verres Calais Capt coach cried Cushendall dark dead dear death derry devil Dick dinner Eugenius eyes face fair father fellow fire flure gentlemen Geoffrey Owen give hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope Iago Jack JOHN ANDERSON jonteel lady larn laugh live look Lord ma'am master mind morning mysen neighbours never night Number Numps o'er pardon pittayatees poor pray round Sally Samian wine scene shoes sigh sing sleep smile song soon soul soup maigre squire Stick stood sure t'other tears tell thee there's thing thou thought Twas Vaiter Vell what's wife wind woice word worship Yorick young Zounds
Passatges populars
Pàgina 119 - But here's a parchment, with the seal of Caesar, I found it in his closet, 't is 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...
Pàgina 229 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Pàgina 106 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble...
Pàgina 261 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore...
Pàgina 34 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Pàgina 207 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world : And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it ; — yet I'll hammer 't out. My brain I'll prove the female to my soul, My soul the father : and these two beget A generation of still-breeding thoughts...
Pàgina 118 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Pàgina 120 - 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. 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...
Pàgina 107 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain. Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew. Behold how they toss their torches on high. How they point to the Persian abodes, And glittering temples of their hostile gods!
Pàgina 217 - ... abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor.— What's that,...