The Sixth ReaderCowperthwait & Company, 1872 - 408 pàgines |
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Pàgina 30
... brave man is not he who feels no fear , For that were stupid and irràtional ; But he , whose noble soul its fear subdùes , And bravely dares the danger nature shrinks from . 5. To gild refined góld , to paint the lily , To throw perfume ...
... brave man is not he who feels no fear , For that were stupid and irràtional ; But he , whose noble soul its fear subdùes , And bravely dares the danger nature shrinks from . 5. To gild refined góld , to paint the lily , To throw perfume ...
Pàgina 40
... brave , Who rush to glory or the gràve ! Wave , Munich ! all thy bànners wave , And charge with all thy chìvalry ! Soft . Ah ! few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding - sheet , And every turf beneath their feet ...
... brave , Who rush to glory or the gràve ! Wave , Munich ! all thy bànners wave , And charge with all thy chìvalry ! Soft . Ah ! few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding - sheet , And every turf beneath their feet ...
Pàgina 58
... brave and long - descended : —you could enjoy yourself like a butcher's dog in the shambles , battening on garbage , while the slaughter of the brave went on around you ! This enjoyment you shall not live to partake of : you shall die ...
... brave and long - descended : —you could enjoy yourself like a butcher's dog in the shambles , battening on garbage , while the slaughter of the brave went on around you ! This enjoyment you shall not live to partake of : you shall die ...
Pàgina 63
... brave estate it is ; and a gay gentleman is James . What ! going , sir ? " 10. " I beg your pardon , " said the traveler rising . “ I- I have business with this James . " 11. He proceeded at once to the house of the THE ELDER BROTHER . 63.
... brave estate it is ; and a gay gentleman is James . What ! going , sir ? " 10. " I beg your pardon , " said the traveler rising . “ I- I have business with this James . " 11. He proceeded at once to the house of the THE ELDER BROTHER . 63.
Pàgina 74
... brave and patriotic governor , who had an only daughter , named Télésile . It is with the noble conduct of this heroic young girl that our story has chiefly to do . 2. Charles the Bold - who ought rather to have been called the Rash ...
... brave and patriotic governor , who had an only daughter , named Télésile . It is with the noble conduct of this heroic young girl that our story has chiefly to do . 2. Charles the Bold - who ought rather to have been called the Rash ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Acadian arms beauty beneath bird black crows blood blow blue born brave breath Catiline clang clouds cried Crowfield Cusha dark dead death deep earth England eyes father feel fire flowers France gates give glory gold golden hand Harvard College hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honor hour Hyder Ali JOAQUIN MILLER KARST land leaves light live Lochinvar look Lord LORD MACAULAY loud Mabel Malahide morning mountain Nature Neph never night o'er ocean pass poet poor pray retina rise Rome round sail Scrooge shadow ship shore shout silent sings soul sound speak spirit stand stars stone stood stream sweet T. B. ALDRICH tears thee thing thou thought thunder toll tone Trinity College turned village maid visual perception voice waves wild wind word young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 57 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Pàgina 91 - Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.
Pàgina 114 - I WIND about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling...
Pàgina 360 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Pàgina 360 - The armaments which thunder-strike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Pàgina 343 - When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Pàgina 377 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach...
Pàgina 344 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Pàgina 255 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Pàgina 49 - The mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter 'Little Prig; Bun replied, 'You are doubtless very big; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place. If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track; Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you...