6 résultats pour "sorrow"
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Excerpt from Titus Andronicus - anthology.
For that they will not intercept my tale.When I do weep they humbly at my feetReceive my tears and seem to weep with me,And were they but attirèd in grave weedsRome could afford no tribunes like to these.A stone is soft as wax, tribunes more hard than stones.A stone is silent and offendeth not,And tribunes with their tongues doom men to death.But wherefore stand'st thou with thy weapon drawn? LUCIUS. To rescue my two brothers from their death,For which attempt the Judges have pronouncedMy everla...
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Excerpt from Richard II - anthology.
He may surrender. So we shall proceedWithout suspicion. YORK. I will be his conduct.Exit BOLINGBROKE. Lords, you that here are under our arrest,Procure your sureties for your days of answer.Little are we beholding to your love,And little looked for at your helping hands. Enter Richard and York RICHARD. Alack, why am I sent for to a kingBefore I have shook off the regal thoughtsWherewith I reigned? I hardly yet have learnedTo insinuate, flatter, bow, and bend my knee.Give sorrow leave awhile to t...
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Poetry of Edgar Allan Poe - anthology.
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door—Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,With such name as “Nevermore.” But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke onlyThat one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.Nothing further then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—Till I scarcely more than muttered, “other friends have flown before—On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, “Nevermo...
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The Souls of Black Folk by W.
in amused contempt and pity. One ever feels his two-ness,—an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring ideals in onedark body, whose dogged strength alone keeps it from being torn asunder. The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife—this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self. Inthis merging he wishes neither of the older selves to be lost. He would not Africanize America, f...
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From Bulfinch's Mythology: Meleager and Atalanta - anthology.
Althea, when the deed was done, laid violent hands upon herself. The sisters of Meleager mourned their brother with uncontrollable grief; till Diana, pitying thesorrows of the house that once had aroused her anger, turned them into birds. Atalanta The innocent cause of so much sorrow was a maiden whose face you might truly say was boyish for a girl, yet too girlish for a boy. Her fortune had been told, and itwas to this effect: 'Atalanta, do not marry; marriage will be your ruin.' Terrified...
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From Uncle Tom's Cabin - anthology.
the evils of slavery from sketches like these, is not the half that could be told, of the unspeakable whole. In the northern states, these representations may, perhaps, be thought caricatures; in the southern states are witnesses who know their fidelity. What personalknowledge the author has had, of the truth of incidents such as here are related, will appear in its time. It is a comfort to hope, as so many of the world's sorrows and wrongs have, from age to age, been lived down, so a ti...