The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader, 第 4 卷A. L. Bancroft, 1875 |
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第 34 頁
... heard only a whiz and a hail , and the swift phantom of the desert was gone before we could get our heads out of the window . 9. But now we were expecting one along every moment , and would see him in broad daylight . 34 FOURTH READER .
... heard only a whiz and a hail , and the swift phantom of the desert was gone before we could get our heads out of the window . 9. But now we were expecting one along every moment , and would see him in broad daylight . 34 FOURTH READER .
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7. In a few minutes , low , grumbling thunder was heard , and some random flashes of lightning came from the south - west . Every sail was taken in but the top- sails ; still , no squall appeared to be coming . A few puffs lifted the ...
7. In a few minutes , low , grumbling thunder was heard , and some random flashes of lightning came from the south - west . Every sail was taken in but the top- sails ; still , no squall appeared to be coming . A few puffs lifted the ...
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... heard of him , but from you ! " “ A pretty story , truly , " said the merchants ; " but where are the jewels which formed a part of his burden ? " " I have seen neither your camel nor your jewels , " repeated the dervise . 4. On this ...
... heard of him , but from you ! " “ A pretty story , truly , " said the merchants ; " but where are the jewels which formed a part of his burden ? " " I have seen neither your camel nor your jewels , " repeated the dervise . 4. On this ...
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... heard the tremble of her voice , As if a fault confessing : 9. " I'm sorry that I spelt the word : I hate to go above you , Because , " the brown eyes lower fell-- " Because , you see , I love you ! " 10. Still memory to a gray - haired ...
... heard the tremble of her voice , As if a fault confessing : 9. " I'm sorry that I spelt the word : I hate to go above you , Because , " the brown eyes lower fell-- " Because , you see , I love you ! " 10. Still memory to a gray - haired ...
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... heard . Priş mǎt'ie , relating to a prism ; made up of the seven colors into which light is resolved in passing through a prism . Cor'us ea'tions , flashes of light . incipient light of day . Gla'cial , pertaining to ice , or its action ...
... heard . Priş mǎt'ie , relating to a prism ; made up of the seven colors into which light is resolved in passing through a prism . Cor'us ea'tions , flashes of light . incipient light of day . Gla'cial , pertaining to ice , or its action ...
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第 200 頁 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
第 75 頁 - So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore...
第 204 頁 - 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...
第 239 頁 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
第 239 頁 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
第 238 頁 - This is the ship of pearl, which poets feign Sails the unshadowed main, The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings, In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
第 135 頁 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious. But pleasures are like poppies spread — You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow-fall in the river — A moment white, then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time nor tide : The hour approaches Tam maun ride ; That hour, o...
第 155 頁 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
第 74 頁 - A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet. That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
第 199 頁 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules ; but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee during my life ; I for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.