The Historical Reader: Designed for the Use of Schools and Families. On a New Plan |
From inside the book
Results 6-10 of 37
Page 80
... that I have been able to assist at the funeral of my old commander , and touch the body of the bravest general that ever Rome pro duced . " Who buried Pompey ? THE WORLD A FLEETING SHOW . This world is all 80 BATTLE OF PHARSALIA .
... that I have been able to assist at the funeral of my old commander , and touch the body of the bravest general that ever Rome pro duced . " Who buried Pompey ? THE WORLD A FLEETING SHOW . This world is all 80 BATTLE OF PHARSALIA .
Page 87
... Rome for that purpose . 9. Cæsar having now greatly enlarged the Roman domi- nions , was received at Rome as a conqueror , who had put an end to the miseries and calamities of most nations . He tri- umphed three days successively , with ...
... Rome for that purpose . 9. Cæsar having now greatly enlarged the Roman domi- nions , was received at Rome as a conqueror , who had put an end to the miseries and calamities of most nations . He tri- umphed three days successively , with ...
Page 89
... Rome . " Ecstatic wonder held the lovers mute ; While the loud camp , and all the clust'ring crowd That hung aroung , rang with repeated shouts . Fame took th ' alarm , and through resounding Spain Blew fast the fair report ; which ...
... Rome . " Ecstatic wonder held the lovers mute ; While the loud camp , and all the clust'ring crowd That hung aroung , rang with repeated shouts . Fame took th ' alarm , and through resounding Spain Blew fast the fair report ; which ...
Page 90
... Rome . The passion for freedom seemed to have been transmitted with the blood of his ancestors down to him . But though he detested tyranny , yet he could not for- bear loving the tyrant , from whom he had received the most signal ...
... Rome . The passion for freedom seemed to have been transmitted with the blood of his ancestors down to him . But though he detested tyranny , yet he could not for- bear loving the tyrant , from whom he had received the most signal ...
Page 92
... Rome . At the head of this conspiracy was Lucius Sergius Catiline , who was descended from a very illustrious patrician family of great antiquity . He had been brought up amidst the tumults and disorders of a civil war , and had been ...
... Rome . At the head of this conspiracy was Lucius Sergius Catiline , who was descended from a very illustrious patrician family of great antiquity . He had been brought up amidst the tumults and disorders of a civil war , and had been ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
accused admiral afterwards Americans antediluvian appeared arms army attack Babylon battle battle of Trafalgar became began body Cæsar Carthage Catiline cause Charlestown Christian church command Cortez court Cyrus death declared destruction divine dreadful Duston earth Edward effect Egypt Egyptians emperor empire endeavored enemy engaged England English escape execution eyes father fell fire flames French friends gave glory Gustavus hand head heaven honor human Indians inhabitants Jeroboam Jesuits king kingdom Kremlin Lafayette land Madame de Lafayette mankind ment Mexicans monarch Montezuma Moscow nations never Nineveh o'er officers Olmutz passed Penn persons Pompey possession prince prisoners received Rehoboam reign religion resolved retreat returned Roman Rome ruin savages Scotland Scots sent ship slavery soldiers soon sovereign Spain Spaniards spirit success sufferings sword taken temple thou thousand Tigranes tion took troops victory walls whole William William Penn wounded Xerxes
Popular passages
Page 152 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st.
Page 342 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends , — do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 22 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Page 153 - 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.
Page 102 - Cease then, nor order imperfection name : Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point : This kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, heaven bestows on thee. Submit. — In this, or any other sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear : Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r, Or in the natal, or the mortal hour.
Page 320 - As human nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps, when she sees inflicted on a beast. Then what is man ? And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not blush, And hang his head, to think himself a man...
Page 320 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumor of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
Page 140 - They lived unknown, Till Persecution dragg'd them into fame, And chased them up to Heaven. Their ashes flew — No marble tells us whither. With their names No bard embalms and sanctifies his song : And history, so warm on meaner themes, Is cold on this.
Page 22 - To some secure and more than mortal height, That liberates and exempts me from them all. It turns submitted to my view, turns round With all its generations ; I behold The tumult, and am still.
Page 361 - The clouds and sunbeams, o'er his eye That once their shades and glory threw, Have left in yonder silent sky No vestige where they flew. The annals of the human race, Their ruins, since the world began, Of him afford no other trace Than this — there lived a man ! James Montgomery, THE MARCH OF TIME.