The Bible class magazine [ed. by C.H. Bateman]. [Continued as] Excelsior, helps to progress in thought and action, 第 3 卷 |
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... streets , you had asked me for a typical English household - a home which , however humble , should represent the bright and cheery side of English life , the peace , the gentle happiness , the contented industry , the God - fearing ...
... streets , you had asked me for a typical English household - a home which , however humble , should represent the bright and cheery side of English life , the peace , the gentle happiness , the contented industry , the God - fearing ...
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... streets of Marseilles a lad of eleven years of age has been found begging , whose appearance " " in scientific circles is likely to cause some sensation . His name is Jacques Inaudi ; he is a shepherd boy in the province of Come , and ...
... streets of Marseilles a lad of eleven years of age has been found begging , whose appearance " " in scientific circles is likely to cause some sensation . His name is Jacques Inaudi ; he is a shepherd boy in the province of Come , and ...
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... street of the town ; " the owner of that mansion is going to pull down all the surrounding properties so as to give him an unbroken prospect . He is over seventy years of age , but men think they are never going to die and leave it all ...
... street of the town ; " the owner of that mansion is going to pull down all the surrounding properties so as to give him an unbroken prospect . He is over seventy years of age , but men think they are never going to die and leave it all ...
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... street seemed to greet us with a stolid and silent stare . All were white , dusty , slumberous ; the inns appeared as if intended for anything but the welcome of wayfarers , the shops ( what there was of them ) seemed constructed to ...
... street seemed to greet us with a stolid and silent stare . All were white , dusty , slumberous ; the inns appeared as if intended for anything but the welcome of wayfarers , the shops ( what there was of them ) seemed constructed to ...
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... street , a little girl stepped out of a doorway , and said , " Please , sir , will you ring the bell ? " Now , there were three ways in which I might have met this request . Why should I ring the bell ? She was no child of mine ; was ...
... street , a little girl stepped out of a doorway , and said , " Please , sir , will you ring the bell ? " Now , there were three ways in which I might have met this request . Why should I ring the bell ? She was no child of mine ; was ...
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第 134 頁 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
第 178 頁 - Nor the demons down under the sea , Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee : And so , all the night-tide , I lie down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea — In her tomb by the sounding sea.
第 530 頁 - ... for want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; and for want of a horse the rider was lost...
第 404 頁 - Go, stand on the hill where they lie. The earliest ray of the golden day On that hallowed spot is cast ; And the evening sun, as he leaves the world, Looks kindly on that spot last. The pilgrim spirit has not fled : It walks in noon's broad light ; And it watches the bed of the glorious dead, With the holy stars, by night. It watches the bed of the brave who have bled, And shall guard this ice-bound shore, Till the waves of the bay, where the May-Flower lay, Shall foam and freeze no more.
第 177 頁 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
第 417 頁 - And hides his sweets, as in the golden age, Within the hollow oak. I listen long To his domestic hum, and think I hear The sound of that advancing multitude Which soon shall fill these deserts.
第 177 頁 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore!
第 418 頁 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
第 403 頁 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
第 463 頁 - Think me not unkind and rude That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide me not, laborious band, For the idle flowers I brought; Every aster in my hand Goes home loaded with a thought.