School Poetry for Oral ExpressionEdwin Du Bois Shurter, Dwight Everett Watkins Noble and Noble, 1925 - 264 páginas |
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... live after me , Thou ancient , friendly , faithful tree . " Reprinted by permission of the author and by special arrangement with , Charles Scribner's Sons , the publishers of the author's works . The Green Inn Theodosia Garrison Faulks ...
... live after me , Thou ancient , friendly , faithful tree . " Reprinted by permission of the author and by special arrangement with , Charles Scribner's Sons , the publishers of the author's works . The Green Inn Theodosia Garrison Faulks ...
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... live and splendidly we die . " Reprinted by permission of the author and Henry Holt and Company . Birches Robert Frost Robert Frost was born in San Francisco in 1875 , but was brought up in New England . Most of his poetry deals with ...
... live and splendidly we die . " Reprinted by permission of the author and Henry Holt and Company . Birches Robert Frost Robert Frost was born in San Francisco in 1875 , but was brought up in New England . Most of his poetry deals with ...
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... lives alone , Alone - yet not alone , for sweet Are Gloucester lanes in Lady Street . Ay , Gloucester lanes . For down below The cobwebbed room this gray man plies A trade , a colored trade . A show Of School Poetry for Oral Expression 49.
... lives alone , Alone - yet not alone , for sweet Are Gloucester lanes in Lady Street . Ay , Gloucester lanes . For down below The cobwebbed room this gray man plies A trade , a colored trade . A show Of School Poetry for Oral Expression 49.
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... lives that know not any right , And drift , that has not even the will To drift , toils through the day until The wage of sleep is won at night . But this gray man heeds not all The hell of Lady Street . His stall Of many - colored ...
... lives that know not any right , And drift , that has not even the will To drift , toils through the day until The wage of sleep is won at night . But this gray man heeds not all The hell of Lady Street . His stall Of many - colored ...
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... lives , deaths , toils , and teens ; You are but a heap of stick and stone : A new house has no sense of the have - beens . " Void as a drum You stand : I am packed with these ; Though , strangely , living dwellers who come See not the ...
... lives , deaths , toils , and teens ; You are but a heap of stick and stone : A new house has no sense of the have - beens . " Void as a drum You stand : I am packed with these ; Though , strangely , living dwellers who come See not the ...
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Página 170 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Página 177 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Página 190 - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
Página 169 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Página 103 - Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world.
Página 165 - THE SEA. The Sea ! the Sea ! the open Sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Página 172 - 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 242 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Página 246 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; "Speed...