Swinton's First [-sixth] Reader, 第 5 冊

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American book Company, 1881
 

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第 315 頁 - Nor do not 2 saw the air too much with your hand, thus: but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind 8 of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, 4 that may give it smoothness. 0, it offends me to the soul, to hear a
第 429 頁 - swell. High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, 2 The wretch, concentered 8 all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair 4 renown, And, doubly dying, 6 shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept,
第 459 頁 - Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,— And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins 8 in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue! If
第 458 頁 - I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious,— And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers 8 fill: Did this in
第 458 頁 - answered 1 it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest — For Brutus is an honorable 2 man; So are they all, all honorable men — Gome I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious,— And Brutus
第 436 頁 - in the common love of good. King out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand.;
第 450 頁 - O quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore!" " Prophet! " said I, " thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted, On (his home by horror
第 436 頁 - manners, purer laws. Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times; King out, ring out my mournful rhymes, Hut ring the fuller minstrel in. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander, and the spite: Ring in the love of truth and right,
第 18 頁 - Lovely art thou, 0 Peace, and lovely are thy children. All are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. In slumbers of midnight the sailor-boy lay; His hammock swung loose at the sport of the wind; But watch-worn and weary, his cares flew away,

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