 | John Walker - 1801 - 424 sayfa
...to the Capitol ? Alas ! it is overflowed with my brother's blood ! Or shall I retire to ray housa? yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping, and despairing ! Every distinct portion of this passage may be truly said to be an exclamation ; and yet we find in... | |
 | British essayists - 1802 - 266 sayfa
...go to the capitol ? Alas! it is overflowed with my brother's blood. Or shall I retire to my house; Yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping and despairing!" These breaks and turns of passion, it seems, were so inforced by the eyes, voice, and gesture of the... | |
 | 1803 - 408 sayfa
...go to the Capitol ? Alas! it is overfiow'd with my brother's blood. Or shall I retire to my house ? Yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping, and despairing !' These breaks and turns of passion, it seems, -were so enforced by the eyes, voice, and gesture of... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 494 sayfa
...I go to the Capitol? Alas! it is overflowed with my brother's blood. Or shall I retire to my house? Yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping and despairing!"' These breaks and turns of passion, it seems, were so inferred by the eyes, voice, and gesture of the... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 sayfa
...to the Capitol ? alas ! it is overflowed with my brother's blood ! or shall I retire to my house ? yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping and despairing ! Every distinct portion of this passage may be truly said to be an exclamation ; and yet we find,... | |
 | John Walker - 1822 - 404 sayfa
...to the Ci.ipitol ? Alns ! it is overflowed with my brother.s blood ! Or shall I retire to my hnnse ? yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping, and despairing ! Every distinct portion of this passage may be truly said to be an exclamation ; and yet we find in... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 392 sayfa
...go to the Capitol ? Alas ! it is overflowed with my brother's blood. Or shall I retire to my house ? Yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping and despairing!"' These breaks and turns of passion, it seems, were so enforced by the eyes, voice, and gesture of the... | |
 | Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 252 sayfa
...go to the Capitol ? Alas ! it is overflowed with my brother's blood. Or shall I return to my house ? Yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping and despairing!' These breaks and turns of passion, it seems, were so enforced by the eyes, voice, and gesture, of the... | |
 | John Walker - 1823 - 406 sayfa
...go to the Capitol? Alas! It it overflowed with my brother's blood ! Or shall I retire to my house ? yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping, and despairing ! Every distinct portion of this passage may be truly said to be an exclamation ; and yet we find in... | |
 | John Henry Howlett - 1826 - 342 sayfa
...the capitol? Alas! it is filled with my brother's blood ! or (disjunct.) shall I retire to my noise ? yet there I behold my mother plunged in misery, weeping and despairing ! If this passage is pronounced without emotion, the note of exclamation after ' Wretch that I am,'... | |
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What could make a stronger impression,' says he, ' than those exclamations of Gracchus ?—" Whither shall I turn ? Wretch that I am! to what place betake myself? Shall I go to the Capitol ? Alas ! it is overflowed with my brother's blood. Or shall I... 
