Lessons in Literature, Abridged, with Illustrative Selections: A Text-book for Schools and AcademiesAinsworth & Company, 1903 - 306 pagina's |
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Pagina 21
... face small and fair , his eyes downcast and medi- tative . In the prologue to " The Rime of Sir Thopas , the host of the Tabard , himself represented as a " large man " and a 66 fair burgess , " calls upon Chaucer to con- tribute a ...
... face small and fair , his eyes downcast and medi- tative . In the prologue to " The Rime of Sir Thopas , the host of the Tabard , himself represented as a " large man " and a 66 fair burgess , " calls upon Chaucer to con- tribute a ...
Pagina 57
... face . In manners he was boisterous , dictatorial and egotistical ; but he was also warm - hearted . His memory was remarkable ; at the age of forty he could repeat every- thing he had ever written . He was an excellent reader of ...
... face . In manners he was boisterous , dictatorial and egotistical ; but he was also warm - hearted . His memory was remarkable ; at the age of forty he could repeat every- thing he had ever written . He was an excellent reader of ...
Pagina 96
... face and a glowing eye ; in dress he was fastidious , his manners , too , were elegant . He had to bear the constant reminder of his physical infirmities as he looked upon the stately figures of men Correction of Diction ALEXANDER POPE ...
... face and a glowing eye ; in dress he was fastidious , his manners , too , were elegant . He had to bear the constant reminder of his physical infirmities as he looked upon the stately figures of men Correction of Diction ALEXANDER POPE ...
Pagina 119
... face , his manner of eating — all were offensive . The blending of greatness and meanness puzzles us until we remember that his severe schooling in poverty developed the noble and the adverse traits together . When , weary and lame , he ...
... face , his manner of eating — all were offensive . The blending of greatness and meanness puzzles us until we remember that his severe schooling in poverty developed the noble and the adverse traits together . When , weary and lame , he ...
Pagina 132
... faces toward you . The more they multiply , the more friends you will have ; the more ardently they love liberty , the more perfect will be their obe- dience . Slavery they can have anywhere . It is a weed that grows in every soil ...
... faces toward you . The more they multiply , the more friends you will have ; the more ardently they love liberty , the more perfect will be their obe- dience . Slavery they can have anywhere . It is a weed that grows in every soil ...
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Pagina 162 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Pagina 252 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Pagina 69 - O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?
Pagina 157 - But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home.
Pagina 265 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.
Pagina 172 - THOU art, O God ! the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see : Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Pagina 258 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Pagina 258 - Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed: Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed.
Pagina 223 - I loved a love once, fairest among women ; Closed are her doors on me; I must not see her — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man; Like an ingrate, I left my friend abruptly; Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces.
Pagina 42 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time; for from this instant There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys: renown and grace is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.