Murby's Excelsior readers, ed. by F. YoungFrancis Young (F.R.G.S.) 1870 |
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... field , belonging to a justice of peace , I spied a hare cross- ing the path just before me , and I believe the Evil One put it into my head to fling my stick at it : -well , what will you have on't P - I killed the hare , and was ...
... field , belonging to a justice of peace , I spied a hare cross- ing the path just before me , and I believe the Evil One put it into my head to fling my stick at it : -well , what will you have on't P - I killed the hare , and was ...
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... field , but was made prisoner two days afterwards , and carried to London , where , after vainly suing for pardon , he was beheaded . His untimely end caused much regret , as he was in high favour with all classes . He was married to ...
... field , but was made prisoner two days afterwards , and carried to London , where , after vainly suing for pardon , he was beheaded . His untimely end caused much regret , as he was in high favour with all classes . He was married to ...
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... field to the stable , and willing to earn the bread he eat , and he was soon engaged by a gentleman . The English are mighty strict upon Irish servants : he was to have twelve guineas a year wages , but the money was not to be paid ...
... field to the stable , and willing to earn the bread he eat , and he was soon engaged by a gentleman . The English are mighty strict upon Irish servants : he was to have twelve guineas a year wages , but the money was not to be paid ...
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... Song of Solomon , ch . ii . 1. ( 3 ) Carmel , or the " Gar- ded of God " was a fertile mountain ridge on the coast of Palestine . See 1 Kings , ch . xviii . Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o'er , - 98 SIXTH EXCELSIOR READER .
... Song of Solomon , ch . ii . 1. ( 3 ) Carmel , or the " Gar- ded of God " was a fertile mountain ridge on the coast of Palestine . See 1 Kings , ch . xviii . Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o'er , - 98 SIXTH EXCELSIOR READER .
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Francis Young (F.R.G.S.). Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o'er , - The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more ... field . The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring , and sudden verdure rise : And starts , amidst ...
Francis Young (F.R.G.S.). Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o'er , - The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more ... field . The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring , and sudden verdure rise : And starts , amidst ...
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Сторінка 37 - 4. At Aerschot up leaped of a sudden the sun, And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare through the mist at us galloping past ; And I saw my stout galloper, Roland, at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray : 5.
Сторінка 37 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, " Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Сторінка 146 - Ho-ti himself, which was the more remarkable, instead of chastising his son, seemed to grow more indulgent to him than ever. At length they were watched, the terrible mystery discovered, and father and son summoned to take their trial at Pekin, then an inconsiderable assize town.
Сторінка 227 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground I Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.