The Literary Reader for Higher Grades, Libro 6Macmillan Company, 1912 - 591 páginas |
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... tree , as he said , really to seduce him ; and by the 55 time the sail was over , Nolan was enlisted body and soul . From that time , though he did not yet know it , he lived as A MAN WITHOUT A COUNTRY . What Burr meant to do . . . is ...
... tree , as he said , really to seduce him ; and by the 55 time the sail was over , Nolan was enlisted body and soul . From that time , though he did not yet know it , he lived as A MAN WITHOUT A COUNTRY . What Burr meant to do . . . is ...
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... tree's withered branch ! Beware the awful avalanche ! " This was the peasant's last Good night , A voice replied far up the height , Excelsior ! 1 The first temptation is to quiet , unambitious domestic life . For the others refer to ...
... tree's withered branch ! Beware the awful avalanche ! " This was the peasant's last Good night , A voice replied far up the height , Excelsior ! 1 The first temptation is to quiet , unambitious domestic life . For the others refer to ...
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... tree tops even 120 Are halfway houses on the road to heaven ! " Think , every morning when the sun peeps through The dim , leaf - latticed windows of the grove How jubilant the happy birds renew Their old , melodious madrigals of love ...
... tree tops even 120 Are halfway houses on the road to heaven ! " Think , every morning when the sun peeps through The dim , leaf - latticed windows of the grove How jubilant the happy birds renew Their old , melodious madrigals of love ...
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... trees spun down The cankerworms upon the passers by , Upon each woman's bonnet , shawl , and gown , Who shook them off with just a little cry ; They were the terror of each favorite walk , The endless theme of all the village talk . The ...
... trees spun down The cankerworms upon the passers by , Upon each woman's bonnet , shawl , and gown , Who shook them off with just a little cry ; They were the terror of each favorite walk , The endless theme of all the village talk . The ...
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... trees , rumbling in the chimneys , shaking the house , and making the sea roar in fury . But , when 25 it snowed , that was best of all ; for , they liked nothing so well as to look up at the white flakes falling fast and thick , like ...
... trees , rumbling in the chimneys , shaking the house , and making the sea roar in fury . But , when 25 it snowed , that was best of all ; for , they liked nothing so well as to look up at the white flakes falling fast and thick , like ...
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The Literary Reader for Higher Grades, Libro 6 Kate Forrest Oswell,Charles Benajah Gilbert Vista completa - 1912 |
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Términos y frases comunes
battle beautiful Bedivere behold bells birds breath called chief clouds cried David dead death dream Dubric earth England English Excalibur eyes fair famous father Feathertop fire Fort Adams gentleman hand hast hath Hayne head hear heard heart heaven Indian JAMES LANE ALLEN Jonathan Kentucky Cardinal King Arthur lady land living lodge look Lord Merlin morning Mother Rigby Naioth never Nevermore night Nolan o'er pass peace pipe play poem poet poor QUESTIONS FOR STUDY Reynal Roman mythology round Saul scarecrow Scotch ship Sir Bedivere Sir Ector Sir Kay Sir Launfal soul South speech spirit stanza stood story sweet sword tell thee thing thou shalt thought tion told town tree unto voice White Ship whole wind words young
Pasajes populares
Página 97 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 347 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Página 98 - Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon.
Página 99 - So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Página 357 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food: For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 343 - But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?
Página 353 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Página 98 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun; the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods, rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Página 99 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings, yet the dead are there...
Página 282 - 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.