Jones Readers by Grades, Том 8Ginn, 1904 |
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... HEAD THE DEAD NAPOLEON CONTENTS Alfred Tennyson PAGE 13 John Ruskin 21 Robert Buchanan 23 • James Fenimore Cooper 26 Ralph Waldo Emerson 34 Pierre Loti 35 James Russell Lowell 38 Thomas Carlyle 41 Lord Byron 43 Walter Scott 45 William M ...
... HEAD THE DEAD NAPOLEON CONTENTS Alfred Tennyson PAGE 13 John Ruskin 21 Robert Buchanan 23 • James Fenimore Cooper 26 Ralph Waldo Emerson 34 Pierre Loti 35 James Russell Lowell 38 Thomas Carlyle 41 Lord Byron 43 Walter Scott 45 William M ...
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... head wound along The willowy hills and fields among , They heard her singing her last song , The Lady of Shalott . Heard a carol , mournful , holy , Chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her blood was frozen slowly , And her eyes were ...
... head wound along The willowy hills and fields among , They heard her singing her last song , The Lady of Shalott . Heard a carol , mournful , holy , Chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her blood was frozen slowly , And her eyes were ...
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... head and stroked the yellow fur . She felt in it something beyond a physical pleasure . She had a feeling of protection , of sympathy in her dis- tress . This was why Moumoutte had come out from her 20 dark hiding place . This was what ...
... head and stroked the yellow fur . She felt in it something beyond a physical pleasure . She had a feeling of protection , of sympathy in her dis- tress . This was why Moumoutte had come out from her 20 dark hiding place . This was what ...
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... Sal'amis : a Greek island . In the bay of Salamis a great naval battle took place in 480 B.C. , which resulted in the driving back of the Persian invaders . --- THE CRAGS OF HALKET HEAD WALTER SCOTT SIR WALTER SCOTT 44.
... Sal'amis : a Greek island . In the bay of Salamis a great naval battle took place in 480 B.C. , which resulted in the driving back of the Persian invaders . --- THE CRAGS OF HALKET HEAD WALTER SCOTT SIR WALTER SCOTT 44.
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Lewis Henry Jones. THE CRAGS OF HALKET HEAD WALTER SCOTT SIR WALTER SCOTT ( 1771-1832 ) was born in Edinburgh , Scotland . When he was less than two years old he had an illness that left him lame . He was taken to his grandfather's home ...
Lewis Henry Jones. THE CRAGS OF HALKET HEAD WALTER SCOTT SIR WALTER SCOTT ( 1771-1832 ) was born in Edinburgh , Scotland . When he was less than two years old he had an illness that left him lame . He was taken to his grandfather's home ...
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Abridged American Aristophanes beauty bells birds Bishop of Beauvais blood boat called Camelot clouds Cordelia Cromwell dark death Domrémy doth dream earth English poet eyes famous fear feet fire flame Florac galloped Glass-coachman glory grace grass hand head heard heart heaven hold in fee honor Hoopoe human Indian JOHN LOTHROP MOTLEY JOHN RUSKIN king labor Lady of Shalott laugh Lear light live Lochiel Lofoden look lord Maelström Middleton mighty mind morning nature never night NOTE o'er peace Peisthetairus poems poor pride prince Queen RICHARD REALF river rolling round seemed selection is taken soul spirit stand stars stone stood sweet tell thee things THOMAS CARLYLE thou thought toil trapper truth turned watch waves weary WILLIAM WILLIAM ELLERY CHANNING WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wind word young youth ZITKALA-SA
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Сторінка 171 - Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided: they were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
Сторінка 166 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Сторінка 318 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Сторінка 319 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Сторінка 318 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Сторінка 113 - Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Сторінка 112 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams...
Сторінка 126 - At the usual evening hour the chapel bell began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face, and he lifted up his head a little, and quickly said, " Adsum !
Сторінка 296 - for Aix is in sight!" "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Сторінка 296 - twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.