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Page 132 - When Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this strain: Rule, Britannia, rule the waves! Britons never will be slaves!
Page 46 - Cast on the wildest of the Cyclad's isles, Where never human foot had marked the shore, These ruffians left me yet believe me, Areas, Such is the rooted love we bear mankind, All ruffians as they were, I never heard A sound so dismal as their parting oars.
Page 141 - The death of those distinguish'd by their station, " But by their virtue more, awakes the mind " To solemn dread, and strikes a saddening awe: " Not that we grieve for them, but for ourselves, " Left to the toil of life And yet the best " Are, by the playful children of this world, " At once forgot, as they had never been.
Page 221 - My holy scalp," turn whining monk myself, And pray incessant for the tyrant's safety. What ! How ! because an insolent invader, A sacrilegious tyrant, " in contempt " Of all those noblest rights, \vhich to maintain
Page 243 - He loved his friends with such a warmth of heart, So clear of interest, so devoid of art, Such generous friendship, such unshaken zeal ; No words can speak it, but our tears may tell. O candid truth, O faith without a stain, O manners gently firm and nobly plain, O sympathising love of others' bliss ! Where will you find another breast like his ? Such was the Man.
Page 308 - As thou durst never ask ; a perfect union Of their whole nation with imperial Rome, In all her privileges, all her rights ; By the just gods, I will. What would'st thou more ? Auf. What would I more, proud Roman ? This I would Fire the cursed forest, where these Roman wolves Haunt and infest their nobler neighbours round them...
Page 214 - Ha! arrogant pretensions ! Heaven and earth! What ! arrogant pretensions to my wife ? My wedded wife! Where are we? in a land Of civil rule, of liberty, and laws ? Not, on my life, pursue them ! Giddy prince ! My life disdains thy nod.
Page 243 - Not one immoral, one corrupted thought, One line which, dying, he could wish to blot.