The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsThomas Cowperthwait & Company, 1845 - 484 páginas |
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... fires ; Strike for the green graves of your sires- God , and your native land ! " They fought like brave men- - long and well ; - They piled that ground with Moslem slain ; They conquered - but Bozzaris fell , Bleeding at every vein ...
... fires ; Strike for the green graves of your sires- God , and your native land ! " They fought like brave men- - long and well ; - They piled that ground with Moslem slain ; They conquered - but Bozzaris fell , Bleeding at every vein ...
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... fire , all night at the gate . A steed comes at morning . no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair . Weep , Albin ! to death and captivity led ! O weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead ; For a merciless ...
... fire , all night at the gate . A steed comes at morning . no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair . Weep , Albin ! to death and captivity led ! O weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead ; For a merciless ...
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Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private Schools William Draper Swan. Heaven's fire is around thee to blast and to burn : Return to thy dwelling ; all lonely return ! For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood , And ...
Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private Schools William Draper Swan. Heaven's fire is around thee to blast and to burn : Return to thy dwelling ; all lonely return ! For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood , And ...
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... fire , and builds her hope in heaven . Then let him pass ! a blessing on his head ! And while , in that vast solitude to which The tide of things has led him , he appears 9 * DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . 101 The Coronation of Winter.
... fire , and builds her hope in heaven . Then let him pass ! a blessing on his head ! And while , in that vast solitude to which The tide of things has led him , he appears 9 * DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . 101 The Coronation of Winter.
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... little birds Share his chance - gathered meal ; and , finally , As in the eye of Nature he has lived , So in the eye of Nature let him die ! LESSON XXXIII . EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION . W : wave 102 DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . A Forest on Fire.
... little birds Share his chance - gathered meal ; and , finally , As in the eye of Nature he has lived , So in the eye of Nature let him die ! LESSON XXXIII . EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION . W : wave 102 DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . A Forest on Fire.
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Página 330 - And Brutus is an honorable 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, And Brutus is an honorable man.
Página 331 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle. I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Página 120 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Página 158 - Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Página 179 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; " Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Página 396 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Página 156 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in...
Página 331 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 121 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Página 260 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?