Outlines of the World's History, Ancient, Mediaeval, and Modern: With Special Relation to the History of Civilization and the Progress of Mankind

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Ivison, Blakeman, Taylor, and Company, 1876 - History - 498 pages
 

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Page 406 - Did no subverted empire mark his end ? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground ? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 327 - O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Page 327 - Had I but served God as diligently as I have served the king, he would not have given me over in my gray hairs.
Page 26 - ... the square of the hypothenuse is equal to the sum of the squares of the other two sides.
Page 6 - Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs, And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of the suns.
Page 36 - All this came upon the king Nebuchadnezzar. At the end of twelve months he walked in the palace of the kingdom of Babylon. The king spake, and said, Is not this great Babylon, that I have built for the house of the kingdom by the might of my power, and for the honour of my majesty?
Page 408 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe!
Page 88 - Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence, native to famous wits Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades. See there the olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long; There flowery hill Hymettus, with the sound Of bees...
Page 154 - Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates! (How my heart trembles while my tongue relates!) The day when thou, imperial Troy! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end.
Page 196 - They died in torments, and their torments were embittered by insult and derision. Some were nailed on crosses ; "others sewn up in the skins of wild beasts, and exposed to the fury of dogs : others again, smeared over with combustible materials, were used as torches to illuminate the dark ness of the night. The gardens of Nero were destined for the melancholy spectacle, which was accompanied with a horse race, and honoured with the presence of the emperor, who mingled with the populace in the dress...

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