The Royal readers. (Roy. sch. ser.). Ser.3. No.1,2 [2 eds.], 4, Volume 6 |
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... Rome for the ' supremacy of the world . Our next stoppage is at Valetta , the port and capital of Malta , where the Knights of St. John triumphed so heroically over the infidel Turk in the sixteenth century . This , like Gib- raltar ...
... Rome for the ' supremacy of the world . Our next stoppage is at Valetta , the port and capital of Malta , where the Knights of St. John triumphed so heroically over the infidel Turk in the sixteenth century . This , like Gib- raltar ...
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... Rome . It is as if you looked out on Stonehenge3 from London , or as if the Coliseum stood far away in the depths of the Campagna.5 Cairo is not ' the ghost of the dead Egyptian empire , ' nor anything like it . Cairo itself leaves a ...
... Rome . It is as if you looked out on Stonehenge3 from London , or as if the Coliseum stood far away in the depths of the Campagna.5 Cairo is not ' the ghost of the dead Egyptian empire , ' nor anything like it . Cairo itself leaves a ...
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... Rome , elliptical in form , in which fights with wild beasts and other sports were exhibited . It is said to have accommodated 80,000 spectators at one time . It was built between 75 and 80 A. D. " The Campagna ( Cam - pan ' - ya ) , a ...
... Rome , elliptical in form , in which fights with wild beasts and other sports were exhibited . It is said to have accommodated 80,000 spectators at one time . It was built between 75 and 80 A. D. " The Campagna ( Cam - pan ' - ya ) , a ...
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... Rome - the first conquero history -- the glory of Egypt , the terror of Asia founder of Thebes , which must have been to th what Rome was in the days of her empire . " The chief thought , " says Dean Stanley , " that Ipsambul , and ...
... Rome - the first conquero history -- the glory of Egypt , the terror of Asia founder of Thebes , which must have been to th what Rome was in the days of her empire . " The chief thought , " says Dean Stanley , " that Ipsambul , and ...
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... Rome were holding feasts in his own honour , he set out for Italy . So the siege of Jeru- salem was left to his son Titus . ( ) Mustering his forces at Cæsarea , and dividing them into three bands , Titus marched for the doomed city ...
... Rome were holding feasts in his own honour , he set out for Italy . So the siege of Jeru- salem was left to his son Titus . ( ) Mustering his forces at Cæsarea , and dividing them into three bands , Titus marched for the doomed city ...
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Page 290 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 164 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in, glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
Page 29 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Page 70 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Page 104 - Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells ! Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! From the molten-golden notes, And all in tune, What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats On the moon...
Page 347 - Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 164 - I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.
Page 28 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The Stars peep behind her and peer. And I laugh to see them whirl and flee Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,— Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.
Page 87 - Oh! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet With the sky above my head, And the grass beneath my feet, For only one short hour To feel as I used to feel, Before I knew the woes of want And the walk that costs a meal!
Page 91 - I sprang -to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew;