Reading books, adapted to the requirements of the Revised code, ed. by A.R. Grant. Standard 1-6, Том 4Alexander Ronald Grant 1870 |
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... Anne 92 94 96 100 XXXIII . George I. XXXIV . George II . 103 • 106 XXXV . George III . ( American War ) 110 ( French Revolution ) 112 ( Continental War ) 117 XXXVI . George IV . 123 · XXXVII . William IV . 125 Little Blackamoor ( poem ) ...
... Anne 92 94 96 100 XXXIII . George I. XXXIV . George II . 103 • 106 XXXV . George III . ( American War ) 110 ( French Revolution ) 112 ( Continental War ) 117 XXXVI . George IV . 123 · XXXVII . William IV . 125 Little Blackamoor ( poem ) ...
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... Anne of Bohemia ; secondly , Isabella of France . Ir is curious in reading history to notice how many kings have come to violent and miserable ends . Poor Richard II . was one of these unhappy kings . He was not clever enough to make a ...
... Anne of Bohemia ; secondly , Isabella of France . Ir is curious in reading history to notice how many kings have come to violent and miserable ends . Poor Richard II . was one of these unhappy kings . He was not clever enough to make a ...
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... Anne Neville . Had one son , Richard , who died young . ALL manner of tales are told about King Richard III.'s appearance . Some historians declare that he was crooked and deformed . Others , again , say that he 56 FOURTH STANDARD ...
... Anne Neville . Had one son , Richard , who died young . ALL manner of tales are told about King Richard III.'s appearance . Some historians declare that he was crooked and deformed . Others , again , say that he 56 FOURTH STANDARD ...
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... Anne Boleyn , beheaded ; thirdly , Jane Seymour , died ; fourthly , Anne of Cleves , divorced ; fifthly , Katharine Howard , beheaded ; sixthly , Catharine Parr , survived the king . Children : -Edward , son of Jane Seymour ; Mary ...
... Anne Boleyn , beheaded ; thirdly , Jane Seymour , died ; fourthly , Anne of Cleves , divorced ; fifthly , Katharine Howard , beheaded ; sixthly , Catharine Parr , survived the king . Children : -Edward , son of Jane Seymour ; Mary ...
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... Anne Boleyn , one of her maids of honour , who was very beau- tiful . This made the Pope angry . Henry now declared that the Pope should no longer rule in England . He called himself the " Head of the Church , " and said that he would ...
... Anne Boleyn , one of her maids of honour , who was very beau- tiful . This made the Pope angry . Henry now declared that the Pope should no longer rule in England . He called himself the " Head of the Church , " and said that he would ...
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Сторінка 132 - THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE. HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. ' Forward, the Light Brigade ! Charge for the guns ! ' he said ; Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Сторінка 95 - We'll cross the Tamar, land to land, The Severn is no stay, With 'One and all!' and hand in hand, And who shall bid us nay? "And when we come to London Wall, A pleasant sight to view, Come forth! come forth, ye cowards all, Here's men as good as you ! "Trelawny he's in keep and hold, Trelawny he may die; But here's twenty thousand Cornish bold Will know the reason why!
Сторінка 132 - 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 133 - Shatter'd and sunder'd. Then they rode back, but not Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell, They that had fought so well Came thro...
Сторінка 94 - A GOOD sword and a trusty hand! A merry heart and true! King James's men shall understand What Cornish lads can do. And have they fixed the where and when? And shall Trelawny die? Here's twenty thousand Cornish men Will know the reason why!
Сторінка 28 - There was heard a heavy clang, As of steel-girt men the tread, And the tombs and the hollow pavement rang With a sounding thrill of dread; And the holy chant was...
Сторінка 132 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. 'Forward the Light Brigade I Charge for the guns !
Сторінка 133 - Came thro" the jaws of Death, Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred. When can their glory fade ? O the wild charge they made ! All the world wonder'd.
Сторінка 29 - Thou wert the noblest king On royal throne e'er seen ; And thou didst wear in knightly ring, Of all, the stateliest mien ; And thou didst prove, where spears are proved, In war, the bravest heart. Oh, ever the...
Сторінка 29 - Speak to me ! mighty grief Ere now the dust hath stirred ! Hear me, but hear me ! — father, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! Hushed, hushed— how is it that I call, And that thou answerest not ? When was it thus, woe, woe for all The love my soul forgot ! " Thy silver hairs I see, So still, so sadly bright ! And father, father ! but for me, They had not been so white ! I bore thee down, high heart ! at last. No longer couldst thou strive ; — Oh, for one moment of the past, To kneel and say...