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... pupil shall become familiar with fine thought and beautiful imagination in their many varieties , and shall learn how ... pupils , who are to study these poems , are expected to be not much over the age of ten , it is manifest that the ...
... pupil shall become familiar with fine thought and beautiful imagination in their many varieties , and shall learn how ... pupils , who are to study these poems , are expected to be not much over the age of ten , it is manifest that the ...
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... pupils are required to look out in a dictionary ( and learn ) every word the meaning of which they do not thoroughly know . The dictionary which up to the present I have found most handy and useful for the purpose ( though it is far ...
... pupils are required to look out in a dictionary ( and learn ) every word the meaning of which they do not thoroughly know . The dictionary which up to the present I have found most handy and useful for the purpose ( though it is far ...
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... pupils with the teacher before anything else is attempted . But the teacher should bear in mind that the " notices are intended rather as helps to him than as lessons for his pupils . 99 2. A passage should be set as a lesson for next ...
... pupils with the teacher before anything else is attempted . But the teacher should bear in mind that the " notices are intended rather as helps to him than as lessons for his pupils . 99 2. A passage should be set as a lesson for next ...
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... pupils to state to what period this poem refers , and to give what evidence they find in the verses in support of their answer . ] P. 33 , 1. 2. Feat . See Hart - Leap Well , 1. 32 . P. 34 , 1. 4. Mourns . Notice that mourns is singular ...
... pupils to state to what period this poem refers , and to give what evidence they find in the verses in support of their answer . ] P. 33 , 1. 2. Feat . See Hart - Leap Well , 1. 32 . P. 34 , 1. 4. Mourns . Notice that mourns is singular ...
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... pupils are required to look out in a dictionary ( and learn ) every word the meaning of which they do not thoroughly know . The dictionary which up to the present I have found most handy and useful for the purpose ( though it is far ...
... pupils are required to look out in a dictionary ( and learn ) every word the meaning of which they do not thoroughly know . The dictionary which up to the present I have found most handy and useful for the purpose ( though it is far ...
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Сторінка 60 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, 70 Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Сторінка 17 - And I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe: For all averred I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
Сторінка 19 - We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow.
Сторінка 20 - Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; "The game is done! I've won! I've won!
Сторінка 22 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Сторінка 23 - Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low.
Сторінка 24 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend ? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Сторінка 59 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Сторінка 21 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : ' I heard the water lapping on the crag, And the long ripple washing in the reeds.
Сторінка 28 - But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why ? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.