Harper's First [-sixth] Reader, Книга 6Orville T. Bright, James Baldwin American Book Company, 1890 |
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... LVI . Ye Mariners of England Walter Besant 297 . Robert Southey 302 Thomas Campbell 306 LVIII . Elegy Written in a Country Church - yard viii CONTENTS . The School at Dotheboys Hall Jerusalem by Moonlight Pleasantness AUTHOR PAGE.
... LVI . Ye Mariners of England Walter Besant 297 . Robert Southey 302 Thomas Campbell 306 LVIII . Elegy Written in a Country Church - yard viii CONTENTS . The School at Dotheboys Hall Jerusalem by Moonlight Pleasantness AUTHOR PAGE.
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Orville T. Bright, James Baldwin. LVIII . Elegy Written in a Country Church - yard LX . Hand - workers and Head - workers LXI . Ode . On Intimations of Immortality . Wm . Wordsworth 327 LXII . Hervé Riel . . LXIII . The Impeachment of ...
Orville T. Bright, James Baldwin. LVIII . Elegy Written in a Country Church - yard LX . Hand - workers and Head - workers LXI . Ode . On Intimations of Immortality . Wm . Wordsworth 327 LXII . Hervé Riel . . LXIII . The Impeachment of ...
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... writing , he is of little more intelligence than the oxen treading the 15 glebe . Yet , who shall say that the influence of nature -that the glories of the rising sun - may not have called forth harmonies of soul from the rustic drudge ...
... writing , he is of little more intelligence than the oxen treading the 15 glebe . Yet , who shall say that the influence of nature -that the glories of the rising sun - may not have called forth harmonies of soul from the rustic drudge ...
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... writing , and arithmetic , but who had an inexhaustible fund of stories about ghosts , banshees , and fairies , about the great Rapparee chiefs , Baldearg O'Donnell and Galloping Hogan , and about the exploits of Peterborough and ...
... writing , and arithmetic , but who had an inexhaustible fund of stories about ghosts , banshees , and fairies , about the great Rapparee chiefs , Baldearg O'Donnell and Galloping Hogan , and about the exploits of Peterborough and ...
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... writing " The Deserted Vil - 20 lage " and " She Stoops to Conquer , " he was employed on works of a very different kind - works from which he derived little reputation but much profit . He compiled for the use of schools a " History of ...
... writing " The Deserted Vil - 20 lage " and " She Stoops to Conquer , " he was employed on works of a very different kind - works from which he derived little reputation but much profit . He compiled for the use of schools a " History of ...
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Сторінка 94 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? O Judgment: thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Сторінка 202 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Сторінка 203 - What thou art we know not; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Сторінка 315 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, [141] Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing lingering look behind?
Сторінка 312 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Сторінка 313 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or wak'd to ecstasy the living lyre.
Сторінка 329 - The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast...
Сторінка 404 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Сторінка 204 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovcst; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Сторінка 376 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.