A collection of printed papers relating to Durham school made by H. Holden, chiefly comprising school lists and prize compositions1852 |
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Արդյունքներ 49–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... thee this night a torch - bearer , And light thee on thy way to Mantua ; Therefore stay yet , thou need'st not to be gone . ROM . Let me be ta'en , let me be put to death ; I am content , so thou wilt have it so , I'll say , yon grey is ...
... thee this night a torch - bearer , And light thee on thy way to Mantua ; Therefore stay yet , thou need'st not to be gone . ROM . Let me be ta'en , let me be put to death ; I am content , so thou wilt have it so , I'll say , yon grey is ...
Էջ 12
... doth us affray , Hunting thee hence with hunts - up to the day . O , now be gone ; -more light and light it grows . ROM . More light and light ? -more dark and dark our woes . ΙΟΥΛ . ̓́Απελθε δ ' , ἦν γὰρ ἡ κακόγλωσσος 12.
... doth us affray , Hunting thee hence with hunts - up to the day . O , now be gone ; -more light and light it grows . ROM . More light and light ? -more dark and dark our woes . ΙΟΥΛ . ̓́Απελθε δ ' , ἦν γὰρ ἡ κακόγλωσσος 12.
Էջ 22
... ! That I might hear thee call great Cæsar , ass Unpolicied ! Char . O eastern star ! Cleo . Peace , peace ! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast , That sucks the nurse asleep ? IDEM GRÆCE REDDITUM . ΧΑΡΜΙΑΝ . ΚΑ . ΧΑΡ . 10.
... ! That I might hear thee call great Cæsar , ass Unpolicied ! Char . O eastern star ! Cleo . Peace , peace ! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast , That sucks the nurse asleep ? IDEM GRÆCE REDDITUM . ΧΑΡΜΙΑΝ . ΚΑ . ΧΑΡ . 10.
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... thee too : - Why should I stay- [ Applying another Asp to her Arm . [ Falls on a Bed , and dies . Char . In this wild world ? -So , fare thee well.- Now boast thee , death ! In thy possession lies A lass unparallel'd . Enter the GUARD ...
... thee too : - Why should I stay- [ Applying another Asp to her Arm . [ Falls on a Bed , and dies . Char . In this wild world ? -So , fare thee well.- Now boast thee , death ! In thy possession lies A lass unparallel'd . Enter the GUARD ...
Էջ 25
... thee out , Must I behold thy timeless cruel death ? Ah , Joan , sweet daughter Joan , I'll die with thee ! Puc . Decrepit miser ! Base ignoble wretch ! I am descended of a gentler blood ; Thou art no father , nor no friend , of mine ...
... thee out , Must I behold thy timeless cruel death ? Ah , Joan , sweet daughter Joan , I'll die with thee ! Puc . Decrepit miser ! Base ignoble wretch ! I am descended of a gentler blood ; Thou art no father , nor no friend , of mine ...
Common terms and phrases
æquore Aristophanes Armstrong atque Balliol Balliol College Brilling and Fencing Brutton Cæsar Cambridge Carr Chaytor Cherry Christ's College COLL DEAN AND CHAPTER Durham Cathedral Durham School Foreign Language Master Forster Greenwell hæc HENRY HOLDEN HENRY VIII IDEM LATINE REDDITUM Inchcape Rock James Junr K.S. King's Scholars Kerrich-Walker King Henry King's Scholars Maddison Master.-MR Mathematical Master Mickleton mihi Modern Department nunc o'er ORDER IN CLASSICS Oxford Powles PRIDDEN Prize quà quæ quam quum Richardson SCHOOL LIST Second Assistant Master Senr Shakespeare Shortt Sidney Sussex College Stoker thee THOMAS THISTLE thou tibi Trotter undique UNIVERSITY OF PARIS Wilkinson Worcester College ἀλλ ἂν γὰρ δὲ δὴ ἐγὼ εἰ εἰς ἐκ ἐν ἐς ἦν καὶ μὲν μὴ μοι νιν νῦν οὐ οὐκ οὖν πρὸς σὺ τε τὴν τῆς τίς τὸ τὸν τοῦ τῷ τῶν ὡς
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Էջ 14 - Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school : and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Էջ 11 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Էջ 14 - Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Էջ 14 - But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy. Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison.
Էջ 12 - Come near and bless us when we wake, ere through the world our way we take; till in the ocean of thy love we lose ourselves in heaven above.
Էջ 22 - I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life. So, have you done? Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell kind Charmian, Iras, long farewell.
Էջ 16 - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Էջ 22 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads — to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy Sphere...