The Fifth Reader: For the Use of Public and Private SchoolsBrewer and Tileston, 1863 - 364 σελίδες |
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... dead elements of elocution , in the life - giving light of inspiring ideas . - " There is in souls a sympathy with sounds . " This analogy in Nature between tones and sentiments is the central source from which the author has drawn the ...
... dead elements of elocution , in the life - giving light of inspiring ideas . - " There is in souls a sympathy with sounds . " This analogy in Nature between tones and sentiments is the central source from which the author has drawn the ...
Σελίδα 21
... dead . No sleep so beautiful and calm , so free from trace of pain , so fair to look upon . She seemed a creature FRESII from the hand of GoD , and waiting for the breath of life ; not one who HAD lived and suffered DEATH . Her couch ...
... dead . No sleep so beautiful and calm , so free from trace of pain , so fair to look upon . She seemed a creature FRESII from the hand of GoD , and waiting for the breath of life ; not one who HAD lived and suffered DEATH . Her couch ...
Σελίδα 31
... did thrice refùse . Was this ambition ? ' " Tell me , ye who tread the sods of yon sacred height , is Warren dead ? Can you not still see him , not pále and pros trate , the blood of his gallant heárt pouring out INTRODUCTORY TREATISE . 31.
... did thrice refùse . Was this ambition ? ' " Tell me , ye who tread the sods of yon sacred height , is Warren dead ? Can you not still see him , not pále and pros trate , the blood of his gallant heárt pouring out INTRODUCTORY TREATISE . 31.
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... dead . Her little bird , -a poor , slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crúshed , was stirring nimbly in its cúge , and the strong heart of its child - mistress was mute and mòtionless forever ! " Sórrow was déad , indeed ...
... dead . Her little bird , -a poor , slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crúshed , was stirring nimbly in its cúge , and the strong heart of its child - mistress was mute and mòtionless forever ! " Sórrow was déad , indeed ...
Σελίδα 43
... dead whose glorious mind Lifts thine on high ? To live in hearts we leave behind , Is not to die . " Is ' t death to fall for Freedom's right ? He's dead alone that lacks her light ! And murder sullies in Heaven's sight The sword he ...
... dead whose glorious mind Lifts thine on high ? To live in hearts we leave behind , Is not to die . " Is ' t death to fall for Freedom's right ? He's dead alone that lacks her light ! And murder sullies in Heaven's sight The sword he ...
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The Fifth Reader: For the Use of Public and Private Schools George Stillman Hillard Πλήρης προβολή - 1863 |
The Fifth Reader: For the Use of Public and Private Schools George Stillman Hillard Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2012 |
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Σελίδα 190 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Σελίδα 45 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus? — I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Σελίδα 240 - My native country! thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, .Like that above.
Σελίδα 42 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Σελίδα 241 - And he gave him none inheritance in it, no, not so much as to set his foot on : yet he promised that he would give it to him for a possession, and to his seed after him, when as yet he had no child.
Σελίδα 52 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Σελίδα 57 - And thou art terrible : the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know or dream or fear Of agony, are thine. But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word, And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be.
Σελίδα 320 - Men! with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once, with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
Σελίδα 286 - No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes, in dumb surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear. All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry, And even the ranks of Tuscany Could scarce forbear to cheer.
Σελίδα 365 - Frietchie then, Bowed with her fourscore years and ten ; Bravest of all in Frederick town, She took up the flag the men hauled down; In her attic window the staff she set, To show that one heart was loyal yet. Up the street came the rebel tread, Stonewall Jackson riding ahead. Under his slouched hat left and right He glanced; the old flag met his sight. "Halt!