Choice Literature, Bücher 6American Book Company, 1912 |
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... thought into a child's mind , as to shut it up in an unventilated room . ” Many children of the grade in which this volume should be used are having their last year in school . See to it that they acquire the reading habit before ...
... thought into a child's mind , as to shut it up in an unventilated room . ” Many children of the grade in which this volume should be used are having their last year in school . See to it that they acquire the reading habit before ...
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... thought was no longer truly round , having been a little frayed by the two former shots . He then took his aim with some deliberation , and the multi- tude awaited the event in breathless silence . The archer vindicated their opinion of ...
... thought was no longer truly round , having been a little frayed by the two former shots . He then took his aim with some deliberation , and the multi- tude awaited the event in breathless silence . The archer vindicated their opinion of ...
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... thought of the stake in that fiery fray , And Sheridan twenty miles away . But there is a road from Winchester town , A. By permission of J. B. Lippincott Company P from the South at the break of day ,. 48 SHERIDAN'S RIDE Thomas Buchanan ...
... thought of the stake in that fiery fray , And Sheridan twenty miles away . But there is a road from Winchester town , A. By permission of J. B. Lippincott Company P from the South at the break of day ,. 48 SHERIDAN'S RIDE Thomas Buchanan ...
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... thought through the air , ride in carriages without horses , and in ships against the wind , just as carelessly and composedly as though such things had always been . Fletcher , the old dramatist , was counted as half crazy when he put ...
... thought through the air , ride in carriages without horses , and in ships against the wind , just as carelessly and composedly as though such things had always been . Fletcher , the old dramatist , was counted as half crazy when he put ...
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... Thoughts and Home Scenes , " and " Mopsa the Fairy . " Her best novel is " Fated to be Free . " Her poems give evidence of a melancholy dis- position . HE old mayor climbed the belfry tower , THE The ringers ran by two , by three ...
... Thoughts and Home Scenes , " and " Mopsa the Fairy . " Her best novel is " Fated to be Free . " Her poems give evidence of a melancholy dis- position . HE old mayor climbed the belfry tower , THE The ringers ran by two , by three ...
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Alice Cary Annabel Lee Annie arms Arthur battle began Ben Bolt Bo-bo born boys Brown called clouds Cusha dark dead dear death Doctor Dunchurch earth East Enoch eyes face father fear feet fell fellow field fire FRANCIS MILES FINCH friends gray green half hand head hear heard heart heaven HENRY WARD BEECHER hill hollow honor horse hounds hour Ichabod JEAN INGELOW JOSEPH ADDISON keeper king land light live looked Lord marabout Martin master miles minutemen morning never night o'er old oaken bucket passed pavise poor Rhine river round Rugby Schoolhouse scud shouted side Sleepy Hollow smile soldiers spring stand stood sweet Tadpole tell thee thine things thou thought town tree turned uppe voice Wamba watch wind wood young Brooke
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Seite 217 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Seite 238 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Seite 363 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Seite 371 - That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Seite 51 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Seite 197 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. / was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love I and my ANNABEL LEE — With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Seite 347 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Seite 279 - And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain.
Seite 220 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Seite 364 - The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy: To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! THOMAS HOOD.