The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation: Selected Principally from Modern Authors of Great Britain and America, and Designed for the Use of the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsGeorge F. Cooledge, 1835 - 480 pagina's |
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... Moss Side , 73. The same concluded , DANA . 43 IBID . 48 W. IRVING . 158 IBID . 161 Wilson , 170 Ibid . 174 Lesson . 119. The Head - stone , 164. The viii CONTENTS .
... Moss Side , 73. The same concluded , DANA . 43 IBID . 48 W. IRVING . 158 IBID . 161 Wilson , 170 Ibid . 174 Lesson . 119. The Head - stone , 164. The viii CONTENTS .
Pagina 169
... , let them take that high decision which becomes those who feel themselves the inhabitants of a greater world , and who look to a being incapable of decay . 15 LESSON LXXII . Moss Side . - WILSON . * Lesson 71. ] 169 FIRST CLASS BOOK .
... , let them take that high decision which becomes those who feel themselves the inhabitants of a greater world , and who look to a being incapable of decay . 15 LESSON LXXII . Moss Side . - WILSON . * Lesson 71. ] 169 FIRST CLASS BOOK .
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... Moss Side . - WILSON . * GILBERT AINSLIE was a poor man ; and he had been a poor man all the days of his life , which were not few , for his thin hair was now waxing gray . He had been born and bred on the small moorland farm which he ...
... Moss Side . - WILSON . * GILBERT AINSLIE was a poor man ; and he had been a poor man all the days of his life , which were not few , for his thin hair was now waxing gray . He had been born and bred on the small moorland farm which he ...
Pagina 171
... Moss - side was not beautiful to a careless or hasty eye ; but when looked on and surveyed , it seemed a pleasant dwelling . Its roof , overgrown with grass and moss , was almost as green as the ground out of which its weather- stained ...
... Moss - side was not beautiful to a careless or hasty eye ; but when looked on and surveyed , it seemed a pleasant dwelling . Its roof , overgrown with grass and moss , was almost as green as the ground out of which its weather- stained ...
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... Moss - side , between the rising and setting of the stars , that were now out in thousands , clear Lesson 73. ] 177 FIRST CLASS BOOK . The Poet and the Alchymist,
... Moss - side , between the rising and setting of the stars , that were now out in thousands , clear Lesson 73. ] 177 FIRST CLASS BOOK . The Poet and the Alchymist,
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Pagina 256 - Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings, — yet the dead are there: And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep, — the dead reign there alone.
Pagina 255 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
Pagina 252 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Pagina 452 - ... tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly; And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried, " Give me some drink, Titinius,
Pagina 455 - 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...
Pagina 469 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Pagina 353 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Pagina 456 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Pagina 374 - And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living and when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would . . . fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat; and no man gave unto...
Pagina 352 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill; Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...