The Seventh ReaderRand McNally, 1914 - 335 Seiten |
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... hear some other sound than death groans and armor clangs , could I but lay these 50 throbbing temples upon the soft green turf beside my native brook , and let my hand hang over the bank into its blessed current , and feel the broad ...
... hear some other sound than death groans and armor clangs , could I but lay these 50 throbbing temples upon the soft green turf beside my native brook , and let my hand hang over the bank into its blessed current , and feel the broad ...
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... and bet his sesterces upon your blood ! Hark ! Hear ye yon lion roaring in his den ? ' Tis three days since he tasted meat ; but to - morrow he shall break his fast upon your flesh ; and 54 HOLTON - CURRY SEVENTH READER.
... and bet his sesterces upon your blood ! Hark ! Hear ye yon lion roaring in his den ? ' Tis three days since he tasted meat ; but to - morrow he shall break his fast upon your flesh ; and 54 HOLTON - CURRY SEVENTH READER.
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... hear , the people all exulting , While follow eyes the steady keel , the vessel grim and daring ; But O heart ! heart ! heart ! O the bleeding drops of red , Where on the deck my Captain lies , Fallen cold and dead . O Captain ! my ...
... hear , the people all exulting , While follow eyes the steady keel , the vessel grim and daring ; But O heart ! heart ! heart ! O the bleeding drops of red , Where on the deck my Captain lies , Fallen cold and dead . O Captain ! my ...
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... , of terrestrial music . The morning wind forever blows , the poem of creation is uninterrupted ; but few are the ears that hear it . Olympus is but AT WALDEN POND 71 At Walden Pond Henry David Thoreau Thomas Moore 2 Henry David Thoreau.
... , of terrestrial music . The morning wind forever blows , the poem of creation is uninterrupted ; but few are the ears that hear it . Olympus is but AT WALDEN POND 71 At Walden Pond Henry David Thoreau Thomas Moore 2 Henry David Thoreau.
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Martha Adelaide Holton, Charles Madison Curry. are the ears that hear it . Olympus is but the outside of the earth 20 everywhere . The only house I had been the owner of before , if I except ' a boat , was a tent , which I used ...
Martha Adelaide Holton, Charles Madison Curry. are the ears that hear it . Olympus is but the outside of the earth 20 everywhere . The only house I had been the owner of before , if I except ' a boat , was a tent , which I used ...
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Ægeus ALBERT ancient answer apples Argolis asked Athens Banquo Barmecide battle blood brave brother bull called Cephisus Cercyon CHARLES DICKENS CHARLES LAMB clock cried Dædalus dead death Eleusis English eyes face fact farmer father feel fight GEORGE WILLIAM CURTIS GESSLER give GLOSSARY hand head heard heart hill Hubert Iago Jack king land liberty light live Locksley looked Lord Macbeth Macduff Megaris mind mountain murder nature never night noble patriot Periphetes poem poet Prince John RALPH WALDO EMERSON replied Rip Van Winkle Rip's round Sciron seemed ship shoot shout sleep smile soul speech spirit stanza stone stood story strange STUDY tell thee Theseus things Thomas Gradgrind thou thought tree truth turned VERNER village voice weird sisters Whig wind wood words youth
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Seite 104 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course ; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Seite 193 - There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.
Seite 113 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Seite 192 - We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and Parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned with contempt from the foot of the throne.
Seite 193 - Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Seite 193 - They tell us, sir, that we are weak, — unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week — or the next year?
Seite 191 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past...
Seite 193 - There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending — if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon, until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained — we must fight! — I repeat it, sir, we must fight ! ! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us.
Seite 193 - They tell us, sir, that we are weak ; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house?
Seite 192 - No, Sir, she has none. They are meant for us : they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains, which the British ministry have been so long forging.