The Fifth ReaderE.H. Butler & Company, 1853 - 384 páginas |
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... 1852 . 68. The Meeting of the Waters 69. - I saw from the Beach . 226 227 228 70. After the Storm 1779. - JAMES KIRKE PAULDING . - 1860 . 71. - Man Never Satisfied 231 1777. - THOMAS CAMPBELL . - 1844 . 72. - CONTENTS . 9.
... 1852 . 68. The Meeting of the Waters 69. - I saw from the Beach . 226 227 228 70. After the Storm 1779. - JAMES KIRKE PAULDING . - 1860 . 71. - Man Never Satisfied 231 1777. - THOMAS CAMPBELL . - 1844 . 72. - CONTENTS . 9.
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... crest clean off the plunging wave , And scatters it like feathers up the field , Why , then I think of my two lads , —my lads That would have worked and never let me want , 3 FIFTH READER . 25 -JEAN INGELOW The Old Fisherman.
... crest clean off the plunging wave , And scatters it like feathers up the field , Why , then I think of my two lads , —my lads That would have worked and never let me want , 3 FIFTH READER . 25 -JEAN INGELOW The Old Fisherman.
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E.H. Butler & Co. That would have worked and never let me want , And never let me take the parish pay . 2. " No , none of mine : my lads were drowned at sea- My two - before the most of these were born . 3 . I know how sharp that cuts ...
E.H. Butler & Co. That would have worked and never let me want , And never let me take the parish pay . 2. " No , none of mine : my lads were drowned at sea- My two - before the most of these were born . 3 . I know how sharp that cuts ...
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... never more so than at this time of year , when the only lights in the chapel were in the pulpit and at the seats of the præpostors of the week , and the soft twilight stole over the rest of the chapel , deepening into darkness in the ...
... never more so than at this time of year , when the only lights in the chapel were in the pulpit and at the seats of the præpostors of the week , and the soft twilight stole over the rest of the chapel , deepening into darkness in the ...
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... never earth's philosopher Traced , with his golden pen , On the deathless page , truths half so sage As he wrote down for men . 8. And had he not high honor ? The hill - side for a pall ; To lie in state while angels wait With stars for ...
... never earth's philosopher Traced , with his golden pen , On the deathless page , truths half so sage As he wrote down for men . 8. And had he not high honor ? The hill - side for a pall ; To lie in state while angels wait With stars for ...
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Absalom afterward Annabel Lee barefoot boy battle BATTLE OF BANNOCKBURN beautiful began beneath bird blessing born breath brow Caliph CHARLES KINGSLEY child cloud colonel command Cornelius Harnett cried dark dead death deep Deerslayer DEFINITIONS.-1 died earth England English Erin go bragh eyes face feeling fell fire Florac flowers Floy friends give green hand hear heard heart heaven hill honor Horatius horse hour John John Hull king land Lars Porsena laugh light living looked Lord loud Malay morning mother natural never night o'er ocean oŭs pass poems poet poetry poor rest Richelieu river round Scotland seemed shore silent sleep smile soul sound South Carolina spirit stood stream sweet thee thou art thought turned Twas voice waves wind woods words writings wrote Yale College young
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Página 296 - It is substantially true, that virtue or morality is a necessary spring of popular government The rule, indeed, extends with more or less force to every species of free government. Who, that is a sincere friend to it, can look with indifference upon attempts to shake the foundation of the fabric ? Promote, then, as an object of primary importance, institutions for the general diffusion of knowledge.
Página 178 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Página 309 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild, There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Página 107 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Página 96 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
Página 376 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Página 310 - Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Página 313 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 183 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world, — with kings, The powerful of the earth, the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Página 311 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew, 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge.