Blackie's graded readers, ed. by M. Paterson, Teil 8Maurice Paterson 1880 |
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... sweet than all— Stirring the air with such a harmony That should you close your eyes , you might almost Forget it was not day ! On moon - lit bushes , Whose dewy leaflets are but half disclosed You may perchance behold them on the twigs ...
... sweet than all— Stirring the air with such a harmony That should you close your eyes , you might almost Forget it was not day ! On moon - lit bushes , Whose dewy leaflets are but half disclosed You may perchance behold them on the twigs ...
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... Sweet Nightingale ! Once more , my friends ! farewell . -S . T. Coleridge ( 1772–1834 ) . ' Most musical : ' this is a quotation from Milton's Il Penseroso : " ' Less Philomel will deign a song , Sweet - bird that shunn'st the noise of ...
... Sweet Nightingale ! Once more , my friends ! farewell . -S . T. Coleridge ( 1772–1834 ) . ' Most musical : ' this is a quotation from Milton's Il Penseroso : " ' Less Philomel will deign a song , Sweet - bird that shunn'st the noise of ...
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... preserves the entire frame from decay . Even in the unconsciousness of slumber the con- trivance continues to act , and , were it otherwise , sleep , instead of being " nature's sweet restorer , " would THE BENEFITS OF PAIN . 35.
... preserves the entire frame from decay . Even in the unconsciousness of slumber the con- trivance continues to act , and , were it otherwise , sleep , instead of being " nature's sweet restorer , " would THE BENEFITS OF PAIN . 35.
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Maurice Paterson. instead of being " nature's sweet restorer , " would de- range the circulation and cripple our frames . — Quarterly Review . Questions on the lesson : -What was Davy's opinion about pain ? What changed his opinion ...
Maurice Paterson. instead of being " nature's sweet restorer , " would de- range the circulation and cripple our frames . — Quarterly Review . Questions on the lesson : -What was Davy's opinion about pain ? What changed his opinion ...
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... sweet saint who sat by Russell's side Under the Judgment seat ! But guilty men Triumph not always . To his hearth again , Again with honour to his hearth restored , Lo , in the accustomed chair and at the board , Thrice greeting those ...
... sweet saint who sat by Russell's side Under the Judgment seat ! But guilty men Triumph not always . To his hearth again , Again with honour to his hearth restored , Lo , in the accustomed chair and at the board , Thrice greeting those ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ancient army Babylon Baiae battle beauty birds blood body breath bright Brutus Cæsar called cells colour Cromwell crown dead death earth Elizabethan Era enemy England English Euphrates eyes Faerie Queen fear feet Ferrex fire flowers gate give hand Hardy hath heart heaven hill honour hope insects Julius Cæsar king Lady Lady Jane Grey land leaf leaves lesson lesson:-What light living Loch Katrine look Lord Mark Antony means miles mind morning mountains nature Nebuchadnezzar Nelson night Nitocris noble o'er Palatine Hill Palmyra passed plants poet Pompeii Porrex Prince queen Questions river Roman Rome Romulus Romulus and Remus roots round Round-leaved Sundew scene Shakspeare ship side Soto soul Spectator spirit stones stream sweet temple thee things thou thought thousand tion Tower trees vegetable voice walls whole wind words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 298 - In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Seite 180 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Seite 181 - He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; JULIUS CAESAR—43 44—JULIUS CAESAR And Brutus is an honourable man.
Seite 12 - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it,) Like to a tenement, or pelting farm : England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds ; That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself...
Seite 284 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Seite 12 - Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, 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, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth...
Seite 213 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
Seite 50 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Seite 283 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Seite 56 - Magnanimity in politics is not seldom the truest wisdom; and a great empire and little minds go ill together.