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Page 410 - Protection for his own individual benefit ; but it may be that I shall leave a name sometimes remembered with expressions of goodwill in those places which are the abode of men whose lot it is to labour and to earn their daily bread by the sweat of their brow — a name remembered with expressions of goodwill when they shall recreate their exhausted strength with abundant and untaxed food, the sweeter because it is no longer leavened with a sense of injustice.
Page 31 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 391 - And whether we shall meet again, I know not. Therefore our everlasting farewell take : For ever, and for ever, farewell, Cassius ! If we do meet again, why we shall smile ; If not, why then this parting was well made.
Page 379 - Seemed to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry; For, well-a-day ! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead; And he, neglected...
Page 351 - So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage-leaf, to make an apple-pie; and at the same time a great she-bear, coming up the street, pops its head into the shop. 'What! no soap?
Page 13 - The time is out of joint : — 0, cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right ! — Nay, come, let 's go together.
Page 338 - The French people recognize the existence of the Supreme Being and the immortality of the soul.
Page 38 - In other, and less conventional terms, it is the inalienable right of the freeborn British citizen to decline to lift a finger in his country's defence...
Page 406 - Vixen crawled off under bed - eight there were eight - a woman crawled off under the bed - a woman has one - two three four - one two three four...
Page 306 - Randolph's was a generous nature in the largest and strictest sense of the word. . . . His lack of jealousy and personal charm arose from the same quality — that there was no perfection or claim of perfection about him. He was human, eminently human ; full of faults as he himself well knew ; but not base or unpardonable faults ; pugnacious, outrageous, fitful, petulant, but eminently lovable and winning.