Annual Report of the Commissioners ..., Volumen72

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1906

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Página 21 - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day with patient expectation To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Página 65 - Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may; I, with two more to help me, Will hold the foe in play. In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three. Now, who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me?" Then out spake Spurius Lartius, A Ramnian proud was he : " Lo, I will stand at thy right hand, And keep the bridge with thee.
Página 2 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Página 43 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my...
Página 76 - Ma cruauté se lasse, et ne peut s'arrêter; Je veux me faire craindre, et ne fais qu'irriter. Rome a pour ma ruine une hydre trop fertile : Une tête coupée en fait renaître mille, Et le sang répandu de mille conjurés Rend mes jours plus maudits, et non plus assurés...
Página 78 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers ! Whence are thy beams, O sun ! thy everlasting light ? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty ; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone...
Página 49 - To describe a parallelogram equal to a given rectilineal figure, and having an angle equal to a given rectilineal angle.
Página 1 - Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe Are brackish with the salt of human tears! Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb and flow Claspest the limits of mortality, And sick of prey, yet howling on for more...
Página 22 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Página 3 - Behold a wonder! they but now who seemed In bigness to surpass Earth's giant sons, Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numberless...

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