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... thing in the place . It assists the town clerk by publishing the notices which he has pre- pared . It supplies the wants of people by day , and a lantern over its head is a guide for their footsteps in the night . It wel- comes all ...
... thing in the place . It assists the town clerk by publishing the notices which he has pre- pared . It supplies the wants of people by day , and a lantern over its head is a guide for their footsteps in the night . It wel- comes all ...
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... thing ) before every scrap of news in the paper he brought with him had become the common property of all on board . 9. We turned in pretty late that night , and turned out early next morning . By six o'clock we clustered on the deck ...
... thing ) before every scrap of news in the paper he brought with him had become the common property of all on board . 9. We turned in pretty late that night , and turned out early next morning . By six o'clock we clustered on the deck ...
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... things , A rank adjudged by toil - worn merit , Content that from employment springs , A heart that in its labour sings ; A heritage , it seems to me , A king might wish to hold in fee . 6. What doth the poor man's son inherit ? A ...
... things , A rank adjudged by toil - worn merit , Content that from employment springs , A heart that in its labour sings ; A heritage , it seems to me , A king might wish to hold in fee . 6. What doth the poor man's son inherit ? A ...
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... things , and is contented with his daily toil . He has patience which he has learned from being poor , and courage to bear sorrows if they come . It is toil alone which can give the highest pleasure , and make the hours of rest a time ...
... things , and is contented with his daily toil . He has patience which he has learned from being poor , and courage to bear sorrows if they come . It is toil alone which can give the highest pleasure , and make the hours of rest a time ...
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... hungry ? It is a thing I cannot endure Thou shalt be happy as heart can wish . Thou must stay and partake of my salt . Whatever I have is thine . " Shac .- " O my master , I have not 32 FIFTH BOOK . The Death of the Little Scholar,
... hungry ? It is a thing I cannot endure Thou shalt be happy as heart can wish . Thou must stay and partake of my salt . Whatever I have is thine . " Shac .- " O my master , I have not 32 FIFTH BOOK . The Death of the Little Scholar,
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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.