The New Century First [-- ] Reader, Libro 5Rand, McNally & Company, 1899 |
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Página 27
... white Hair , as it waved in the wind ; and the jolly face of the fiddler Glowed like a living coal when the ashes are blown from the embers . Gayly the old man sang to the vibrant sound of EXTRACTS FROM " EVANGELINE . " 27.
... white Hair , as it waved in the wind ; and the jolly face of the fiddler Glowed like a living coal when the ashes are blown from the embers . Gayly the old man sang to the vibrant sound of EXTRACTS FROM " EVANGELINE . " 27.
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... living or dead have kept them . Yet , from out , and from off , all things around us - our laughing harvests , our songs of labor , our commerce on all the seas , our secure homes , our schoolhouses and churches , our happy people , our ...
... living or dead have kept them . Yet , from out , and from off , all things around us - our laughing harvests , our songs of labor , our commerce on all the seas , our secure homes , our schoolhouses and churches , our happy people , our ...
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... living kingdoms , is such a hunger of the soul that it may be called an instinct . There are tribes of savages so low in mental action that they have no desire to add to their stock of informa- tion . Their brains have never yet been ...
... living kingdoms , is such a hunger of the soul that it may be called an instinct . There are tribes of savages so low in mental action that they have no desire to add to their stock of informa- tion . Their brains have never yet been ...
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... living and to all the noble dead . As foreign travel breaks up local prejudices , so long and wide reading of the world's truths beats down the walls of partition and transforms the reader into a better citizen . ac cu ' mu la ' tion ...
... living and to all the noble dead . As foreign travel breaks up local prejudices , so long and wide reading of the world's truths beats down the walls of partition and transforms the reader into a better citizen . ac cu ' mu la ' tion ...
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... living nature . Inaction is the symbol of death , if it is not death itself . The hugest engines , with strength and capacity sufficient to drive the mightiest ships across the stormy deep , are utterly useless without a mov- ing power ...
... living nature . Inaction is the symbol of death , if it is not death itself . The hugest engines , with strength and capacity sufficient to drive the mightiest ships across the stormy deep , are utterly useless without a mov- ing power ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Absalom Acadian beauty bells beneath Bregenz brow BUNKER HILL MONUMENT Cassius clouds Cossack dark dead death deep Don Quixote DOUGLAS WILLIAM JERROLD E. A. FREEMAN earth English eyes father feel fire give glory gold golden grave hand happy haste hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honor hope hour human king King Harold labor land light living look lord LORD BYRON Marianka ment mind moon morning mountains nature never night noble o'er passed peace R. A. PROCTOR rest River Lee rock round SANTA CLARA COUNTY Scrooge seemed Shandon shore silent smile soldier song soul sound spirit stood sweet tears thee thine things thou thought tide tion toil trees truth turned umbrella village voice waves weary wind wonder wood words young
Pasajes populares
Página 160 - Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit: and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not. Histories make men wise; poets witty; the mathematics subtile; natural philosophy deep; moral grave; logic and rhetoric able to contend.
Página 67 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Página 105 - 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 prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.
Página 345 - FROM harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began: When nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, "Arise, ye more than dead!
Página 150 - With fingers weary and worn. With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the Rich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt !
Página 197 - Lo, the poor Indian! Whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears Him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Página 189 - The depth saith, It is not in me : and the sea saith, It is not with me. It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.
Página 74 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Página 140 - 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.
Página 358 - Like leviathans afloat Lay their bulwarks on the brine, While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line ; It was ten of April morn by the chime. As they drifted on their path There was silence deep as death, And the boldest held his breath For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. "Hearts of oak...