Relfe brothers' model reading-books, in prose and verse, ed., with notes and intr. by R.F. Charles, Volum 5Richard Fletcher Charles 1882 |
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Pàgina 29
... hands , make it great and glorious . Notwithstanding this , Stesimbrotus says that Themistocles was a hearer of Anaxagoras , and that he studied natural philosophy under Melissus ; con- trary to chronology ; for Melissus commanded the ...
... hands , make it great and glorious . Notwithstanding this , Stesimbrotus says that Themistocles was a hearer of Anaxagoras , and that he studied natural philosophy under Melissus ; con- trary to chronology ; for Melissus commanded the ...
Pàgina 36
... hands his face he covered , Seven long days and nights he sat there , As if in a swoon he sat there , Speechless , motionless , unconscious Of the daylight or the darkness . Then they buried Minnehaha ; In the snow a grave they made her ...
... hands his face he covered , Seven long days and nights he sat there , As if in a swoon he sat there , Speechless , motionless , unconscious Of the daylight or the darkness . Then they buried Minnehaha ; In the snow a grave they made her ...
Pàgina 43
... was well acquainted with the book he held in his hands . He read as follows the i - ། " A day of darkness and of gloominess , a day of clouds and of thick darkness , as the morning spread Locusts . 43 The Hermit Crab.
... was well acquainted with the book he held in his hands . He read as follows the i - ། " A day of darkness and of gloominess , a day of clouds and of thick darkness , as the morning spread Locusts . 43 The Hermit Crab.
Pàgina 50
... hand of God ! Had fire swept the surface , it could not have left it more naked and desolate . There was no garden , there were no fields of maize or buckwheat , there was no longer a farm - the kraal stood in the midst of a desert ...
... hand of God ! Had fire swept the surface , it could not have left it more naked and desolate . There was no garden , there were no fields of maize or buckwheat , there was no longer a farm - the kraal stood in the midst of a desert ...
Pàgina 51
... hand was laid upon his shoulder . It was the hand of the beautiful Trüey . It seemed as if an angel had smiled upon him . He lifted the child in his arms , and in a paroxysm of fondness pressed her to his heart . That heart felt ...
... hand was laid upon his shoulder . It was the hand of the beautiful Trüey . It seemed as if an angel had smiled upon him . He lifted the child in his arms , and in a paroxysm of fondness pressed her to his heart . That heart felt ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 98 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Pàgina 43 - A day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of clouds and of thick darkness, as the morning spread upon the mountains: a great people and a strong; there hath not been ever the like, neither shall be any more after it, even to the years of many generations.
Pàgina 293 - Harmonious numbers ; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Pàgina 306 - My hold of the colonies is in the close affection which grows from common names, from kindred blood, from similar privileges, and equal protection. These are ties which, though light as air, are as strong as links of iron. Let the colonies always keep the idea of their civil rights associated with your government; they will cling and grapple to you, and no force under heaven will be of power to tear them from their allegiance. But let it...
Pàgina 166 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain...
Pàgina 292 - Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Pàgina 112 - I had never before seen any of them. I bought it, read it over and over, and was much delighted with it. I thought the writing excellent, and wished, if possible, to imitate it.
Pàgina 141 - I thought of this, and I was glad, For thought of them had made me mad; But I was curious to ascend To my barr'd windows, and to bend Once more, upon the mountains high, The quiet of a loving eye.
Pàgina 159 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Pàgina 119 - But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. " And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Tvvas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.