The Improved illustrated reader, Книга 5 |
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... heard , and at the same moment there shone out from the haze and mist ahead a gleaming light , which presently was gone , and soon returned , and soon was gone again . Whenever it came back , the eyes of all on board brightened and ...
... heard , and at the same moment there shone out from the haze and mist ahead a gleaming light , which presently was gone , and soon returned , and soon was gone again . Whenever it came back , the eyes of all on board brightened and ...
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... heard my father's or mother's voice once raised in any question with each other , nor seen an angry or even slightly hurt or offended glance in the eyes of either . I had never heard a servant scolded , nor even suddenly , passionately ...
... heard my father's or mother's voice once raised in any question with each other , nor seen an angry or even slightly hurt or offended glance in the eyes of either . I had never heard a servant scolded , nor even suddenly , passionately ...
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... heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls ! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls ! 2. I felt her presence , by its spell of might , Stoop o'er me from above ; The calm ...
... heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls ! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls ! 2. I felt her presence , by its spell of might , Stoop o'er me from above ; The calm ...
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Improved illustrated reader. 3. I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight , The manifold , soft chimes , That fill the haunted chambers of the Night , Like some old poet's rhymes . 4. From the cool cisterns of the midnight air My spirit ...
Improved illustrated reader. 3. I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight , The manifold , soft chimes , That fill the haunted chambers of the Night , Like some old poet's rhymes . 4. From the cool cisterns of the midnight air My spirit ...
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... heard , the vessel leaned over from the damp night - breeze , and rolled with the heavy ground - swell , and we had actually begun our long , long journey . This was literally bidding " good - night " to my native land . . 6. The first ...
... heard , the vessel leaned over from the damp night - breeze , and rolled with the heavy ground - swell , and we had actually begun our long , long journey . This was literally bidding " good - night " to my native land . . 6. The first ...
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Загальні терміни та фрази
Adjectives are formed Barm Barmacide battle began Ben Wyvis Bo-bo born brave called Captain Phipps castle Charles Dickens cloth clouds crew cried cuirassiers death deck enemy England English Erckmann-Chatrian exact meaning EXERCISES.-1 father Fcap fire fish formed by adding formed from nouns Franklin Give the exact Gout green hand happy Hardy Haroun Al-Raschid head heard heaven Ho-ti holly-tree honour horse king land Learn to labour leaves lesson live look master morning Moses never night Nouns are formed o'er Parse Parse and analyse-The perioeci pleasure poems poet poor pron QUESTIONS River Teith round sailors sails Sally Brown Saracen sentences to show Shac Shacabac ship silver soon SUMMARY.-The thee things thou tion treasure verbs vessel Warwick Castle wife wild wind Winkle words young youth
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Сторінка 231 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow! When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn; Till danger's troubled night depart And the star of peace return. Then, then, ye ocean warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
Сторінка 228 - Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volleyed and thundered...
Сторінка 94 - ... would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them. Nevertheless, strange stories got about. It was observed that Ho-ti's cottage was burnt down now more frequently than ever. Nothing but fires from this time forward.
Сторінка 190 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
Сторінка 16 - I had never before seen any of them. I bought it, read it over and over, and was much delighted with it. I thought the writing excellent, and wished, if possible, to imitate it.
Сторінка 189 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Сторінка 62 - And first one universal shriek there rush'd, Louder than the loud ocean, like a crash Of echoing thunder; and then all was hush'd, Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash Of billows; but at intervals there gush'd, Accompanied with a convulsive splash, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony.
Сторінка 145 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Сторінка 228 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.
Сторінка 113 - A little neglect may breed great mischief; for want of a nail the shoe was lost ; for want of a shoe the horse was lost ; for want of a horse the rider was lost, being overtaken and slain by the enemy ; all for want of a little care about a horse-shoe nail.