Swinton's Fifth Reader and SpeakerAmerican Book Company, 1883 - 479 стор. |
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... " . 132 25. THE SNOWSTORM . · Emerson 137 . Lowell 139 Dana . 141 Dickens 146 • • Harte . 153 26. THE HERITAGE . 27. FIRST IMPRESSIONS OF A YOUNG SAILOR 28. GRADGRIND'S IDEA OF EDUCATION 29. A FRIENDLY EMBARRASSMENT. 3.
... " . 132 25. THE SNOWSTORM . · Emerson 137 . Lowell 139 Dana . 141 Dickens 146 • • Harte . 153 26. THE HERITAGE . 27. FIRST IMPRESSIONS OF A YOUNG SAILOR 28. GRADGRIND'S IDEA OF EDUCATION 29. A FRIENDLY EMBARRASSMENT. 3.
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... YOUNG LADY 85. SPARTACUS TO THE GLADIATORS . 86. THE LOSS OF THE ARCTIC 87. TRUE ELOQUENCE 88. MRS . CAUDLE'S VIEWS ON MASONRY 89. SPEECH AGAINST THE AMERICAN WAR 90. AN APPEAL TO ARMS . ( Part I. ) 91. AN APPEAL TO ARMS . 92. CHRISTIAN ...
... YOUNG LADY 85. SPARTACUS TO THE GLADIATORS . 86. THE LOSS OF THE ARCTIC 87. TRUE ELOQUENCE 88. MRS . CAUDLE'S VIEWS ON MASONRY 89. SPEECH AGAINST THE AMERICAN WAR 90. AN APPEAL TO ARMS . ( Part I. ) 91. AN APPEAL TO ARMS . 92. CHRISTIAN ...
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... young . Always a little boy , always poor little Binny Wallace ! The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low , And sighed for pity as it answered , “ No. ” LOUD . Stand ! the ground's your own , my braves ! Will ye give it up to slaves ...
... young . Always a little boy , always poor little Binny Wallace ! The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low , And sighed for pity as it answered , “ No. ” LOUD . Stand ! the ground's your own , my braves ! Will ye give it up to slaves ...
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... young pupils , is the hasty or mechanical delivery of long sentences , complex or compound . As most pupils have been taught to pause at the punctuation marks on the old - fashioned plan , “ Stop long enough to count one , and keep your ...
... young pupils , is the hasty or mechanical delivery of long sentences , complex or compound . As most pupils have been taught to pause at the punctuation marks on the old - fashioned plan , “ Stop long enough to count one , and keep your ...
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... young man , " the words are arranged in the grammatical order , — subject , verb , object ; but in the form , " The atrocious crime of being a young man , I shall neither attempt to palliate nor deny , " the words are arranged in the ...
... young man , " the words are arranged in the grammatical order , — subject , verb , object ; but in the form , " The atrocious crime of being a young man , I shall neither attempt to palliate nor deny , " the words are arranged in the ...
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Сторінка 422 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane— as I do here.
Сторінка 420 - 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.
Сторінка 401 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave,— alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
Сторінка 399 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which, but an hour ago, Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Сторінка 414 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore : Nameless here for evermore.
Сторінка 439 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Сторінка 317 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Сторінка 368 - The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged. Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable, and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! " It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace, peace; but there is no...
Сторінка 418 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Сторінка 400 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering with white lips — "The foe ! They come ! They come...