Choice Literature: ... for Grammar Grades, Книга 1Butler, Sheldon & Company, 1898 |
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... knew some Latin , but no Greek . He could read German , French , Italian , and Spanish . He had great fondness for inventing and telling stories and did it remarkably well , thus early showing his bent of mind . His poems were written ...
... knew some Latin , but no Greek . He could read German , French , Italian , and Spanish . He had great fondness for inventing and telling stories and did it remarkably well , thus early showing his bent of mind . His poems were written ...
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... knew the offense approached toward treason , and could think of nothing save of securing the offender , and plac- ing him in your majesty's hands , and at your mercy . The noble earl was fast asleep when your most gracious message ...
... knew the offense approached toward treason , and could think of nothing save of securing the offender , and plac- ing him in your majesty's hands , and at your mercy . The noble earl was fast asleep when your most gracious message ...
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... chessman , " I give thee this to wear at the collar . " Raleigh knelt , and as he took from her hand the jewel , kissed the fingers which gave it . He knew , perhaps better than almost any of her courtiers who surrounded her RALEIGH 23.
... chessman , " I give thee this to wear at the collar . " Raleigh knelt , and as he took from her hand the jewel , kissed the fingers which gave it . He knew , perhaps better than almost any of her courtiers who surrounded her RALEIGH 23.
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... knew not what to think . He next stooped down to feel the pig , if there were any signs of life in it . He burned his fingers , and to cool them he applied them in his booby fashion to his mouth . Some of the crumbs of the scorched skin ...
... knew not what to think . He next stooped down to feel the pig , if there were any signs of life in it . He burned his fingers , and to cool them he applied them in his booby fashion to his mouth . Some of the crumbs of the scorched skin ...
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... knew he was dead ? Of course he did . How could it be otherwise ? Scrooge and he were partners for I don't know how many years . Scrooge was his sole executor , his sole administrator , his sole assign , his sole residuary legatee , his ...
... knew he was dead ? Of course he did . How could it be otherwise ? Scrooge and he were partners for I don't know how many years . Scrooge was his sole executor , his sole administrator , his sole assign , his sole residuary legatee , his ...
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alcalde alguazil Alhambra Annie apple tree arms bells Bob-o-link born breath called captain CHARLES DICKENS chee countinghouse cried Cusha damsel dead dear death Dickens donkey door earth enchanted Enderby Enoch escribano eyes face father fear fire Gallego Ghost governor Granada Gurth hand head hear heard heart hour Hubert Jacob Marley king light Lindis live Locksley looked Lord marabout Marley Marner merry Christmas mind Moor morning never night NOTE Nubian o'er pavise Peregil poor Prince John PUPIL queen replied round scarcely Scrooge Scrooge's seal of Solomon Silas Marner SIR WALTER SCOTT smile soldier song Spink spirit star-spangled banner stood sweet thee thing THOMAS HOOD thou tower treasure turned uppe voice walk Wamba wandering WASHINGTON IRVING water carrier wife WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind young
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Сторінка 167 - ... now we are engaged in a great civil war testing whether that nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure we are met on a great battlefield of that war we have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live...
Сторінка 257 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Сторінка 203 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there; She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle-bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Сторінка 266 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the •wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Сторінка 243 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and show'd how fields were won; Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits, or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Сторінка 319 - An' forward, tho' I canna see, I guess an' fear ! To a Mountain Daisy ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH IN APRIL 1786 WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet, Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe to greet The purpling east.
Сторінка 324 - And sage experience bids me this declare, — "If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms, breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the ev'ning gale.
Сторінка 224 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Сторінка 318 - FLOW gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise ; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro...
Сторінка 245 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school.