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R.D.S. Tyler & Company, 1886 - Elocution - 519 pages
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Page 387 - That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To groan and sweat under a weary life; But that the dread of something after death,— The undiscover'd country, from whose bourne No traveler returns,—puzzles the will; And makes us rather bear
Page 392 - he overcame the Nervii.— Look! in this place ran Cassius' dagger through. See! what a rent the envious Casca made; Through this, the well beloved Brutus stabb'd. And, as he pluck'd his cursed steel away. Mark how the blood of Ciesar followed it. This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble
Page 393 - saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitor's arms', Quite vanquished him; then burst his mighty heart; And in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Czesar fell O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of
Page 505 - strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eves severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances;
Page 393 - vesture wounded? Look you here! Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, by traitors. Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They that have done this deed, aie honorable. What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they
Page 157 - THE PRINCESS. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. I
Page 52 - lie down With patriarchs of the infant world, with kings, The powerful of the earth, the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulcher. "The hills, Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun: the vales, Stretching in pensive quietness between: The venerable woods: rivers
Page 300 - have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country, I rejoice at the beams of peace; but do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to save his life. Who is there to mourn for Logan ? Not one. THE
Page 391 - at Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me. But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this, in Caesar, seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried,
Page 391 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones: So let it be with Cicsar. The noble Brutus Hath told you,

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