Primer [first-fifth] Reader, 第 5 卷Ginn, 1908 |
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第 24 頁
... thee ; thou seest it doth not come of either of our consorts , both of which are here on the bow . " " What do you , then , take this light to signify , Don Christopher ? ' " Land ! It is either on the land itself , rendered small by ...
... thee ; thou seest it doth not come of either of our consorts , both of which are here on the bow . " " What do you , then , take this light to signify , Don Christopher ? ' " Land ! It is either on the land itself , rendered small by ...
第 45 頁
... thee , child , " said the old man , patting her on the head , “ how couldst thou miss thy way ? What if I had lost thee , Nell ! " " I would have found my way back to you 45.
... thee , child , " said the old man , patting her on the head , “ how couldst thou miss thy way ? What if I had lost thee , Nell ! " " I would have found my way back to you 45.
第 50 頁
... thee , Nell ? " said he . " Say , do I love thee , Nell , or no ? " 66 Indeed , indeed you do , " replied the child , with great earnestness . " She is poor now , " said the old man , patting the child's neck ; " but I say again , the ...
... thee , Nell ? " said he . " Say , do I love thee , Nell , or no ? " 66 Indeed , indeed you do , " replied the child , with great earnestness . " She is poor now , " said the old man , patting the child's neck ; " but I say again , the ...
第 53 頁
... thee a hundred times ! Early in the morning I shall be home . ' " You'll not ring twice , " returned the child . " The bell wakes me , even in the middle of a dream . " With this they separated . The child opened the door , and with ...
... thee a hundred times ! Early in the morning I shall be home . ' " You'll not ring twice , " returned the child . " The bell wakes me , even in the middle of a dream . " With this they separated . The child opened the door , and with ...
第 103 頁
... thee ; she shall bring thee to honour when thou dost embrace her . She shall give thine head an ornament of grace ; a crown of glory shall she deliver to thee . She is more precious than rubies , and all the things thou canst desire are ...
... thee ; she shall bring thee to honour when thou dost embrace her . She shall give thine head an ornament of grace ; a crown of glory shall she deliver to thee . She is more precious than rubies , and all the things thou canst desire are ...
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第 174 頁 - But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark ! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
第 63 頁 - Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies.
第 272 頁 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
第 294 頁 - We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final restingplace of those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our power to add or detract.
第 28 頁 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: "Now must we pray, For lo! the very stars are gone, Brave Adm'r'l speak; what shall I say?
第 321 頁 - Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
第 63 頁 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
第 287 頁 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
第 103 頁 - For the merchandise of it is better than the merchandise of silver, and the gain thereof than fine gold. She is more precious than rubies: and all the things thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her.
第 62 頁 - And a feeling of sadness conies o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.