Choice Literature: For Grammar Grades, Книга 1American Book Company, 1898 |
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For Grammar Grades. THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY R 674262 ASTOR , LENOX AND TH DEN FOUNDATIONS . 1914 L COPYRIGHT , 1898 , BY SHELDON AND COMPANY E - P 10 OLAN PREFACE CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER once said , " To teach.
For Grammar Grades. THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY R 674262 ASTOR , LENOX AND TH DEN FOUNDATIONS . 1914 L COPYRIGHT , 1898 , BY SHELDON AND COMPANY E - P 10 OLAN PREFACE CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER once said , " To teach.
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For Grammar Grades. PREFACE CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER once said , " To teach a child to read , and not teach it what to read , is to put a dangerous weapon into its hands . ” There can be no doubt as to the truth of this statement . High ...
For Grammar Grades. PREFACE CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER once said , " To teach a child to read , and not teach it what to read , is to put a dangerous weapon into its hands . ” There can be no doubt as to the truth of this statement . High ...
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... once . It is not only a waste of time to read inferior works , but worse than that , it tends to the lowering of your taste . The formation of reading clubs is an excellent thing , as it leads to the discussion of the books read . You ...
... once . It is not only a waste of time to read inferior works , but worse than that , it tends to the lowering of your taste . The formation of reading clubs is an excellent thing , as it leads to the discussion of the books read . You ...
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... once to gratify Elizabeth's personal vanity and her love of power . " THE ANGLO - NORMAN DAYS From " Ivanhoe " SIR WALTER SCOTT HE curse of St. Withold upon these infernal pork- ers ! " said the swineherd , after blowing his horn ...
... once to gratify Elizabeth's personal vanity and her love of power . " THE ANGLO - NORMAN DAYS From " Ivanhoe " SIR WALTER SCOTT HE curse of St. Withold upon these infernal pork- ers ! " said the swineherd , after blowing his horn ...
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... once , and let us home ere the storm begins to rage , for the night will be fearful . " Wamba seemed to feel the force of this appeal , and accompanied his companion , who began his journey after catching up a long quarterstaff which ...
... once , and let us home ere the storm begins to rage , for the night will be fearful . " Wamba seemed to feel the force of this appeal , and accompanied his companion , who began his journey after catching up a long quarterstaff which ...
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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 101 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
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 245 - There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
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Сторінка 224 - But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee — With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee ; So that her high-born kinsman came, And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea.
Сторінка 309 - 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 peace.