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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... battle at Has- tings . And then he said to the English people , " I am your king : first , because the kingdom was left to me by Edward ; secondly , because might is right . Here I am , and here I mean to stay . " And stay he did . He ...
... battle at Has- tings . And then he said to the English people , " I am your king : first , because the kingdom was left to me by Edward ; secondly , because might is right . Here I am , and here I mean to stay . " And stay he did . He ...
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... Battle Abbey , How they fought with shaft and bow . But here's another story New England sons may tell ,. How he that bade the curfew . Heard an unbidden bell . And let the boy that listens Which best he liketh say , The bell that rings ...
... Battle Abbey , How they fought with shaft and bow . But here's another story New England sons may tell ,. How he that bade the curfew . Heard an unbidden bell . And let the boy that listens Which best he liketh say , The bell that rings ...
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... battle o'er him hung , And warriors slept beneath , And light as noon's broad light was flung On the settled face of death : - On the settled face of death A strong and ruddy glare , Though dimmed at times by the censer's breath , Yet ...
... battle o'er him hung , And warriors slept beneath , And light as noon's broad light was flung On the settled face of death : - On the settled face of death A strong and ruddy glare , Though dimmed at times by the censer's breath , Yet ...
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... battle at Evesham , where Leicester was killed . Poor King Henry had been brought as a prisoner by the barons into the thick of the battle , in hopes that Prince Edward's soldiers might kill him by mistake . However , although wounded ...
... battle at Evesham , where Leicester was killed . Poor King Henry had been brought as a prisoner by the barons into the thick of the battle , in hopes that Prince Edward's soldiers might kill him by mistake . However , although wounded ...
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... battle ; in manhood he went to Palestine ; and through the whole of his reign his love of fighting seems to have been his great passion . He was very unhappy after his father's death . The news reached him when he was in Sicily , on his ...
... battle ; in manhood he went to Palestine ; and through the whole of his reign his love of fighting seems to have been his great passion . He was very unhappy after his father's death . The news reached him when he was in Sicily , on his ...
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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...