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... The Clouds . The Sea 154 • 154 155 • • A Thought The Coast - Guard Proctor Robert Collyer Emily Huntington Miller 160 157 • 159 The Wideness of Mercy Faber 162 Triplefoot The Tempest and Shipwreck The Ocean , from " 6 CONTENTS.
... The Clouds . The Sea 154 • 154 155 • • A Thought The Coast - Guard Proctor Robert Collyer Emily Huntington Miller 160 157 • 159 The Wideness of Mercy Faber 162 Triplefoot The Tempest and Shipwreck The Ocean , from " 6 CONTENTS.
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... thought , the farther you have to travel from it ; and rush back to it , when you are free , as that poor black slave is doing now . And for your country , boy , " and the words rattled in his throat , “ and for that flag , ” and he ...
... thought , the farther you have to travel from it ; and rush back to it , when you are free , as that poor black slave is doing now . And for your country , boy , " and the words rattled in his throat , “ and for that flag , ” and he ...
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... thought Lady Mother , as she watched the busy little face through the half - open door . But oh , no ! something vastly more interesting than home lessons was being worked out on that torn piece of paper ! If Lady Mother had only looked ...
... thought Lady Mother , as she watched the busy little face through the half - open door . But oh , no ! something vastly more interesting than home lessons was being worked out on that torn piece of paper ! If Lady Mother had only looked ...
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... thought she had never looked so happy . What did she mean ? A strange feeling of contentment crept over the heart of Tad . He didn't understand it at all . Lady Mother was so happy . Yes , she really was . Perhaps , he didn't know ...
... thought she had never looked so happy . What did she mean ? A strange feeling of contentment crept over the heart of Tad . He didn't understand it at all . Lady Mother was so happy . Yes , she really was . Perhaps , he didn't know ...
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... thought , turned round and trotted off . Bob took the dead dog up , and said , " John , we'll bury him after tea . " " Yes , " said I , and was off after the mastiff . He made up the Cowgate 28 BOOK EIGHT THE SIMMONS READING BOOKS -
... thought , turned round and trotted off . Bob took the dead dog up , and said , " John , we'll bury him after tea . " " Yes , " said I , and was off after the mastiff . He made up the Cowgate 28 BOOK EIGHT THE SIMMONS READING BOOKS -
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Anne Anne Shirley arms Bald Eagle Bashkirs beautiful beneath bishop blue chief Colosseum contest cried crowd CURTIS GUILD dark dead door earth eyes face father feet fell fire flag flowers Forked Lightning friends gaze Gilbert Blythe give glory hand head heard heart heaven hills honor horse Jean Valjean Lake Tanganyika land laughed laughed Anne liberty light live looked Marilla morning mother never Nicholas night noble o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES once Pakhom passed Pickwick poor Red Fox replied round seemed ship shore shouted silence singing Smike smile snow song soul Squeers stand Star-Spangled Banner stars stood Strongheart tears tell thee things thou thought told trees turned Ujiji voice walked waves wild wind Winkle wonder words
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Σελίδα 176 - 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.
Σελίδα 130 - 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.
Σελίδα 155 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Σελίδα 286 - If we wish to be free, if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending...
Σελίδα 185 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior! His brow was sad; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
Σελίδα 155 - The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Σελίδα 260 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, •An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Σελίδα 177 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Σελίδα 287 - Our brethren are already in the field. Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!
Σελίδα 375 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.