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... Look not upon the Wine .. IX . The Water - drinker ... X. How the Mind speaks through the Nerves and Muscles .. XI . The Language of the Countenance .... Tasso ; Shakspeare ; XII . Uses of Anatomy and Physiology to the Painter . XIII ...
... Look not upon the Wine .. IX . The Water - drinker ... X. How the Mind speaks through the Nerves and Muscles .. XI . The Language of the Countenance .... Tasso ; Shakspeare ; XII . Uses of Anatomy and Physiology to the Painter . XIII ...
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... Look at the examples given under the Notes to Rule I. Do you not see that all of them are , more or less , the language of passion or emotion ' ? Crito . I had not thought of it before ; but I see it is so . I suppose ' , then ' , the ...
... Look at the examples given under the Notes to Rule I. Do you not see that all of them are , more or less , the language of passion or emotion ' ? Crito . I had not thought of it before ; but I see it is so . I suppose ' , then ' , the ...
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... look into the very heart of Othello , and see the first awakening of a suspicious nature , as , startled by Iago's " In- deed ' ? " he repeats the word after him in a manner that indicates how eas- ily his jealousy may be fully aroused ...
... look into the very heart of Othello , and see the first awakening of a suspicious nature , as , startled by Iago's " In- deed ' ? " he repeats the word after him in a manner that indicates how eas- ily his jealousy may be fully aroused ...
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... look upon cunning to be the accomplishment of little , mean , ungenerous minds . Dis- cretion points out the noblest ... looks out after our immediate interest and welfare . Discretion is only found in men of strong sense and good ...
... look upon cunning to be the accomplishment of little , mean , ungenerous minds . Dis- cretion points out the noblest ... looks out after our immediate interest and welfare . Discretion is only found in men of strong sense and good ...
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... look but on a stool ' .- Macbeth , Act III . , Scene 4 . Or where Lady Constance , in King John , reproaches the Duke of Austria with want of courage and spirit : Austria . Lady Constance ' , peace ' . Constance . War ! war ! no peace ...
... look but on a stool ' .- Macbeth , Act III . , Scene 4 . Or where Lady Constance , in King John , reproaches the Duke of Austria with want of courage and spirit : Austria . Lady Constance ' , peace ' . Constance . War ! war ! no peace ...
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الصفحة 275 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
الصفحة 488 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
الصفحة 82 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind Which I respect not.
الصفحة 534 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on : 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the " Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
الصفحة 220 - In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people - ah, the people They that dwell up in the steeple...
الصفحة 531 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony ; who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth...
الصفحة 219 - Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells On the future!
الصفحة 82 - All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
الصفحة 486 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
الصفحة 487 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of, forgotten lore, — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door: Only this and nothing more.