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The Charge of the Light Brigade
Home Thoughts from Abroad Robert Browning
SECOND HALF YEAR
Biographical Sketches of Authors .
SEVENTH YEAR-FIRST HALF
Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something,
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
"OTHELLO," Act II, Sc. 3.
Puck. How now, spirit! whither wander you?
The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
In those freckles live their savors:
Puck. The king doth keep his revels here to-night:
Fairy. Either I mistake your shape and making quite
Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite 25 Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are you not he That frights the maidens of the villagery; Skim milk, and sometimes labor in the quern, And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
A MIDSUMMER-NIGHT'S DREAM
And sometimes makes the drink to bear no barm;
Thou speak'st aright:
I am that merry wanderer of the night.
A merrier horn was never wasted there.
But, room, fairy! here comes Oberon.
Fairy. And here my mistress. — Would that he were gone!
"A MIDSUMMer-night's DrEAM," Act II, Sc. 1.
This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle,
This other Eden, demi-paradise; This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war; This happy breed of men, this little world, 5 This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England. "RICHARD II," Act II, Sc. 1.
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
-From "WINTER'S TALE."
The Downfall of Wolsey
Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness! 15 This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms,
And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured,