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Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Cenci Scene 5.4:
by Percy Bysshe Shelley SCENE 5.3: SCENE 5.4: A HALL OF THE PRISON. ENTER CAMILLO AND BERNARDO. CAMILLO: The Pope is stern; not to be moved or bent. He looked as calm and keen as is the…The True George Washington: Friends: The Generals
The GeneralsKnox was the earliest army friend of those who rose to the rank of general, and was honored by Washington with absolute trust. After the war the two corresponded, and Knox…Walt Whitman: Europe [The 72d and 73d Years of These States]
Europe [The 72d and 73d Years of These States]Suddenly out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves, Like lightning it le'pt forth half startled at itself, Its feet upon the ashes and…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Birthday Ode For 31st December, 1787[1]
by Robert Burns The Young Highland RoverOn The Death Of Robert Dundas,...Birthday Ode For 31st December, 1787[1] Afar the illustrious Exile roams, Whom kingdoms on this day…Brewer's: Phlogiston
The principle or element of heat, according to Stahl. When latent the effect is imperceptible, but when operative it produces all the effects of heat from warmth to combustion. Of course,…Brewer's: Dessert
means simply the cloth removed (French, desservir, to clear the cloth); and dessert is that which comes after the cloth is removed. Source: Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, E. Cobham…Brewer's: Phocion
surnamed The Good, who resisted all the bribes of Alexander and his successor. It was this real patriot who told Alexander to turn his arms against Persia, their common enemy, rather than…Brewer's: Desdemona
(in Shakespeare's Othello). Daughter of Brabantio. She fell in love with Othello, and eloped with him. Iago, acting on the jealous temper of the Moor, made him believe that his wife had an…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Ode On The Departed Regency Bill
by Robert Burns Beware O' Bonie AnnEpistle To James Tennant Of GlenconnerOde On The Departed Regency Bill (March, 1789) Daughter of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten…Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Revolt of Islam, Canto 11
by Percy Bysshe Shelley Canto 10 Canto 12 Canto 11 She saw me not—she heard me not—alone Upon the mountain's dizzy brink she stood; She spake not, breathed not, moved not—there was thrown…