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... BRIDGE THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY Thomas Babington Macaulay , writer and statesman , was born in Rothley Temple , Leicestershire , England , October 25 , 1800. His parents were well - to - do , and on his father's side he came of good ...
... BRIDGE THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY Thomas Babington Macaulay , writer and statesman , was born in Rothley Temple , Leicestershire , England , October 25 , 1800. His parents were well - to - do , and on his father's side he came of good ...
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... Shall plunge the struggling sheep ; And in the vats of Luna , This year , the must shall foam Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome . 70 00 75 89 80 85 30 35 95 There HORATIUS AT THE BRIDGE 9.
... Shall plunge the struggling sheep ; And in the vats of Luna , This year , the must shall foam Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome . 70 00 75 89 80 85 30 35 95 There HORATIUS AT THE BRIDGE 9.
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... line of blazing villages Red in the midnight sky . The Fathers of the City , They sat all night and day , For every hour some horseman came With tidings of dismay . 130 135 140 145 150 155 160 To eastward and HORATIUS AT THE BRIDGE 11.
... line of blazing villages Red in the midnight sky . The Fathers of the City , They sat all night and day , For every hour some horseman came With tidings of dismay . 130 135 140 145 150 155 160 To eastward and HORATIUS AT THE BRIDGE 11.
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... bridge must straight go down ; For , since Janiculum is lost , Nought else can save the town . " Just then a scout came flying , All wild with haste and fear : " To arms ! to arms ! Sir Consul : Lars Porsena is here . " On the low hills ...
... bridge must straight go down ; For , since Janiculum is lost , Nought else can save the town . " Just then a scout came flying , All wild with haste and fear : " To arms ! to arms ! Sir Consul : Lars Porsena is here . " On the low hills ...
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... ; And Astur of the fourfold shield , Girt with the brand none else may wield , Volumnius with the belt of gold , And dark Verbena from the hold By reedy Thrasymene . 195 200 205 210 215 20 Fast by the royal HORATIUS AT THE BRIDGE 13.
... ; And Astur of the fourfold shield , Girt with the brand none else may wield , Volumnius with the belt of gold , And dark Verbena from the hold By reedy Thrasymene . 195 200 205 210 215 20 Fast by the royal HORATIUS AT THE BRIDGE 13.
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Page 336 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 65 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
Page 335 - And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.
Page 32 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Page 335 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Page 214 - To die, to sleep; To sleep? perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Page 132 - ON the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety-two, Did the English fight the French, — woe to France ! And, the thirty-first of May, helter-skelter through the blue, Like a crowd of frightened porpoises a shoal of sharks pursue, Came crowding ship on ship to St. Malo on the Ranee, With the English fleet in view.
Page 117 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time ; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low ; Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.
Page 197 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Page 60 - When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.