The Fifth Reader of the School and Family SeriesHarper & Brothers, 1862 - 538 páginas |
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... Shylock : a Scene of Contending Passions .... III . Shylock and the Merchant : the Trial Scene IV . Character of Portia , as displayed in the Trial Scene V. The Philosopher's Scales ...... . PART VI . CIVIL ARCHITECTURE . I. Grecian and ...
... Shylock : a Scene of Contending Passions .... III . Shylock and the Merchant : the Trial Scene IV . Character of Portia , as displayed in the Trial Scene V. The Philosopher's Scales ...... . PART VI . CIVIL ARCHITECTURE . I. Grecian and ...
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... SHYLOCK . If it will feed nothing else , it will feed my revenge . Hath a dog money ' ? Is it possible a cur can lend two thousand ducats ' ? They tell us to be moderate ; but they , they are to revel in profusion . You pretend to ...
... SHYLOCK . If it will feed nothing else , it will feed my revenge . Hath a dog money ' ? Is it possible a cur can lend two thousand ducats ' ? They tell us to be moderate ; but they , they are to revel in profusion . You pretend to ...
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... Shylock's exultation at the deci sion of the learned judge , seemingly in his favor : " A Daniel come to judgment ! yea , a Daniel ' ! O wise young judge ' , how I do honor thee ! " but still better in Gratiano's exultation at the ...
... Shylock's exultation at the deci sion of the learned judge , seemingly in his favor : " A Daniel come to judgment ! yea , a Daniel ' ! O wise young judge ' , how I do honor thee ! " but still better in Gratiano's exultation at the ...
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... Shylock . He hath disgraced ' me , and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses , mocked at my gains , scorned my nation ' , thwarted my bargains , cooled my friends ' , heated mine enemies ' ; and what's his reason ? I am a ...
... Shylock . He hath disgraced ' me , and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses , mocked at my gains , scorned my nation ' , thwarted my bargains , cooled my friends ' , heated mine enemies ' ; and what's his reason ? I am a ...
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... SHYLOCK : A SCENE OF CONTENDING PASSIONS . 1. THE following is taken from Shakspeare's play of the Merchant of Venice . The daughter of Shylock , a rich and covetous Jew , had eloped with Lorenzo and gone to Genoa , taking with her some ...
... SHYLOCK : A SCENE OF CONTENDING PASSIONS . 1. THE following is taken from Shakspeare's play of the Merchant of Venice . The daughter of Shylock , a rich and covetous Jew , had eloped with Lorenzo and gone to Genoa , taking with her some ...
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Página 315 - Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe, are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings...
Página 220 - Hear the loud alarum bells — Brazen bells ! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
Página 491 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never— nevermore.
Página 532 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Página 314 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 491 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Página 454 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 316 - It sounds. to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. "Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes, Each morning sees some task begin. Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted— something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Página 449 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd 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 17 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up...