The New Century: 4th-5th Reader. Revised, Книга 5Rand, McNally & Company, 1902 |
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... step of his upward progress from the day he entered upon his college course until he had attained the loftiest ele- vation in the gift of his countrymen . Surely , if happiness can ever come from the hon- ors or triumphs of this world ...
... step of his upward progress from the day he entered upon his college course until he had attained the loftiest ele- vation in the gift of his countrymen . Surely , if happiness can ever come from the hon- ors or triumphs of this world ...
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... step its shining archway through , Built up its idle door , Stretched in his last - found home , and knew the old no more . Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee , Child of the wandering sea , Cast from her lap , forlorn ...
... step its shining archway through , Built up its idle door , Stretched in his last - found home , and knew the old no more . Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee , Child of the wandering sea , Cast from her lap , forlorn ...
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... step before it . It was the thing called house , in its simplest form . But for its roof , windows , and door , it had been a box , large , rough , and unpainted . Within and with- out , it was destitute of anything ornamental . It was ...
... step before it . It was the thing called house , in its simplest form . But for its roof , windows , and door , it had been a box , large , rough , and unpainted . Within and with- out , it was destitute of anything ornamental . It was ...
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... step of the war's progress . The heroes of Manila , and Santiago , and Porto Rico have made immortal history . They are worthy successors and descendants of Washington and Greene ; of Paul Jones , Decatur , and Hull , and of Grant ...
... step of the war's progress . The heroes of Manila , and Santiago , and Porto Rico have made immortal history . They are worthy successors and descendants of Washington and Greene ; of Paul Jones , Decatur , and Hull , and of Grant ...
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... step toward the recognition of a wrong as done not to the individual man , but to the people at large , in another custom of early date . The price of life or limb was paid , not by the ་ wrong - doer to the man he wronged , 90 THE NEW ...
... step toward the recognition of a wrong as done not to the individual man , but to the people at large , in another custom of early date . The price of life or limb was paid , not by the ་ wrong - doer to the man he wronged , 90 THE NEW ...
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Сторінка 50 - The earth is the Lord's and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. For he hath founded it upon the seas, and established it upon the floods. Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? and who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
Сторінка 146 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
Сторінка 69 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Сторінка 159 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Сторінка 83 - Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Сторінка 47 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one? You have the letters Cadmus gave; Think ye he meant them for a slave?
Сторінка 298 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed 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 102 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air, and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! O dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.
Сторінка 47 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Сторінка 84 - 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...