Composition-literatureAllyn and Bacon, 1902 - 389 頁 |
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... sound , especially of a still moonlight night in midwinter . haps it was more a cry than a bark , as if he had not yet learned the trick of it . But it is a wild , weird sound . I would get up any night to hear it again . I used to ...
... sound , especially of a still moonlight night in midwinter . haps it was more a cry than a bark , as if he had not yet learned the trick of it . But it is a wild , weird sound . I would get up any night to hear it again . I used to ...
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... sound that you have yourself heard and now remember vividly . ( c ) Having read the following selections , point out passages in which the writer seems to be deeply interested in his subject and to know it thoroughly . Point out other ...
... sound that you have yourself heard and now remember vividly . ( c ) Having read the following selections , point out passages in which the writer seems to be deeply interested in his subject and to know it thoroughly . Point out other ...
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... last whisper of the land breeze had died away , the atmosphere be- came surcharged with electricity , and the rollers commenced to sound a ceaseless thunder , as they dashed themselves FIRST PRINCIPLES . 15 What is (Von Werner)
... last whisper of the land breeze had died away , the atmosphere be- came surcharged with electricity , and the rollers commenced to sound a ceaseless thunder , as they dashed themselves FIRST PRINCIPLES . 15 What is (Von Werner)
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Fred Newton Scott, Joseph Villiers Denney. to sound a ceaseless thunder , as they dashed themselves upon the reef , such as I had never heard before . A pall of dark- ness settled over us , and though the whale - ships were so near that ...
Fred Newton Scott, Joseph Villiers Denney. to sound a ceaseless thunder , as they dashed themselves upon the reef , such as I had never heard before . A pall of dark- ness settled over us , and though the whale - ships were so near that ...
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... sound judgment , and a thorough knowledge of English gram- mar , " were thought by Professor Tyndall to be impor- tant requisites to good writing . " A good style , " says Aubrey De Vere , an Irish poet and essayist , " is , of course ...
... sound judgment , and a thorough knowledge of English gram- mar , " were thought by Professor Tyndall to be impor- tant requisites to good writing . " A good style , " says Aubrey De Vere , an Irish poet and essayist , " is , of course ...
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第 118 頁 - What constitutes a State ? Not high-raised battlement or labored mound, Thick wall or moated gate ; Not cities proud with spires and turrets crowned ; Not bays and broad-armed ports, Where, laughing at the storm, rich navies ride ; Not starred and spangled courts, Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No : men, high-minded men...
第 296 頁 - And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
第 382 頁 - The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
第 171 頁 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news, Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent : Another lean, unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.
第 10 頁 - A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. Yet he dismisses without notice his thought, because it is his. In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts; they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.
第 296 頁 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
第 47 頁 - To spend too much time in studies is sloth ; to use them too much for ornament is affectation; to make judgment wholly by their rules is the humor of a scholar. They perfect nature and are perfected by experience — for natural abilities are like natural plants, that need pruning by study; and studies themselves do give forth directions too much at large, except they be bounded in by experience.
第 33 頁 - Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad.' ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in, stones, and good in every thing.
第 98 頁 - Then they praised him, soft and low, Call'd him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe ; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior slept, Took the face-cloth from the face ; Yet she neither moved nor wept.
第 124 頁 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.