The Speaker's Garland, Volum 2Penn Publishing Company, 1892 |
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Pàgina 7
... o'er life's shadowed scene . Press on ! surmount the rocky steeps , Climb boldly o'er the torrents ' arch ; He fails alone who feebly creeps ; He wins who dares the hero's march . Be thou a hero ! let thy might Tramp on eternal snows ...
... o'er life's shadowed scene . Press on ! surmount the rocky steeps , Climb boldly o'er the torrents ' arch ; He fails alone who feebly creeps ; He wins who dares the hero's march . Be thou a hero ! let thy might Tramp on eternal snows ...
Pàgina 10
... o'er a smiling land , And read his history in a nation's eyes ! " " I can conceive , " says Cicero , " of no accomplishment more to be desired than to be able to captivate the affec- tions , charm the understanding , and direct or ...
... o'er a smiling land , And read his history in a nation's eyes ! " " I can conceive , " says Cicero , " of no accomplishment more to be desired than to be able to captivate the affec- tions , charm the understanding , and direct or ...
Pàgina 23
... o'er the side , Watched carelessly the feathery foam That flecked the rippling tide . Ah , who beneath that cloudless sky , That smiling bends serene , Could dream that danger , awful , vast , Impended o'er the scene ; Could dream that ...
... o'er the side , Watched carelessly the feathery foam That flecked the rippling tide . Ah , who beneath that cloudless sky , That smiling bends serene , Could dream that danger , awful , vast , Impended o'er the scene ; Could dream that ...
Pàgina 24
... o'er . But half a mile ! Yet stay , the flames No longer slowly creep , But gather round that helmsman bold , With fierce , impetuous sweep . " John Maynard ! " with an anxious voice The captain cries once more , " Stand by the wheel ...
... o'er . But half a mile ! Yet stay , the flames No longer slowly creep , But gather round that helmsman bold , With fierce , impetuous sweep . " John Maynard ! " with an anxious voice The captain cries once more , " Stand by the wheel ...
Pàgina 33
... now we flee ; Spread the shelter of thy wing O'er the sad and sorrowing ; For the rich , now poor , we pray , Gently shield and lead their way ; For the sad and houseless poor Open now some loving 2 * NUMBER FIVE . 33.
... now we flee ; Spread the shelter of thy wing O'er the sad and sorrowing ; For the rich , now poor , we pray , Gently shield and lead their way ; For the sad and houseless poor Open now some loving 2 * NUMBER FIVE . 33.
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The Speaker's Garland: Comprising 100 Choice Selections ... Phineas Garrett Visualització completa - 1904 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
angels Annabel Lee arms asked balance wheel Beagle beautiful beneath bless Boy George breath Calaveras county captain's gig child cold cousin Sally Dilliard cried dark dead dear death Deborah Lee door Dora dream earth eyes face fair father fear feel feet flowers frog give glory gone grave hand head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope hour kiss lady light lips live look Lord morning mother neath never night o'er once passed poor portmanteau pray prayer round Santa Claus shine sigh sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit stand star stood sure sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought to-day told took turned Twas twill vaiter voice W. S. Gilbert wife word young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 122 - But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Pàgina 70 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Pàgina 123 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Pàgina 122 - The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me ; Yes ! — that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Pàgina 70 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
Pàgina 105 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Pàgina 78 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Pàgina 180 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...