The Globe readers (ed. by A.F. Murison). Primer 1,2; Book 1-6, Libro 6Alexander Falconer Murison 1882 |
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... GOUT Frost- - PAGE GEORGE W. CUTTER . 206 NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE . 209 BENJAMIN FRANKLIN . 219 THOMSON . 229 THE ENGLISH CONQUEST OF CANADA . · GEORGE BANCROFT . 231 Elegy written in a Country Churchyard THE DIVER AND HIS CALLING - The ...
... GOUT Frost- - PAGE GEORGE W. CUTTER . 206 NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE . 209 BENJAMIN FRANKLIN . 219 THOMSON . 229 THE ENGLISH CONQUEST OF CANADA . · GEORGE BANCROFT . 231 Elegy written in a Country Churchyard THE DIVER AND HIS CALLING - The ...
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... for the pauper , without expense to him that pays taxes . I am at the head of the fire department , Р and one of the physicians to the Board of Health BOOK VI . 209 A RILL FROM THE TOWN PUMP FRANKLIN AND THE GOUT Frost- PAGE GEORGE W ...
... for the pauper , without expense to him that pays taxes . I am at the head of the fire department , Р and one of the physicians to the Board of Health BOOK VI . 209 A RILL FROM THE TOWN PUMP FRANKLIN AND THE GOUT Frost- PAGE GEORGE W ...
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... gout , it is all one to the Town Pump . This thirsty dog , with his red tongue lolling out , does not scorn my hospitality , but stands on his hind - legs , and laps eagerly out of the trough . See how lightly he capers away again ...
... gout , it is all one to the Town Pump . This thirsty dog , with his red tongue lolling out , does not scorn my hospitality , but stands on his hind - legs , and laps eagerly out of the trough . See how lightly he capers away again ...
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... GOUT . MIDNIGHT , 22nd October , 1780 . Franklin . Eh ! Oh ! Eh ! What have I done to merit these cruel sufferings ? Gout . Many things ; you have ate and drank too freely , and too much indulged those legs of yours in their indolence ...
... GOUT . MIDNIGHT , 22nd October , 1780 . Franklin . Eh ! Oh ! Eh ! What have I done to merit these cruel sufferings ? Gout . Many things ; you have ate and drank too freely , and too much indulged those legs of yours in their indolence ...
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... Gout . I stand corrected . I will be silent and continue my office ; take that , and that . Franklin . Oh ! Oh ! Talk on , I pray you ! Gout . No , no ; I have a good number of twinges for you to - night , and you may be sure of some ...
... Gout . I stand corrected . I will be silent and continue my office ; take that , and that . Franklin . Oh ! Oh ! Talk on , I pray you ! Gout . No , no ; I have a good number of twinges for you to - night , and you may be sure of some ...
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Página 418 - Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated : Who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since, upon night so sweet, such awful morn could rise. 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...
Página 82 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know.
Página 55 - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Página 239 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How...
Página 382 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Página 320 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Página 84 - And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters! if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honorable men. I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honorable men.
Página 240 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 321 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contain'd no tomb, — And glowing into day: we may resume The march of our existence: and thus I, Still on thy shores, fair Leman!
Página 80 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If, then, that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer: Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all...