The Common School Speaker: A New Collection of Original and Selected Pieces, for Reading and RecitationS. Babcock, 1844 - 288 頁 |
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... thee ! -though freely I'd rove Through the lands of the east , or the sweet orange grove ; Yet warmly my bosom would welcome the gale , That bore me away with a homeward - bound sail . My country , I love thee ! —and oh , mayst thou ...
... thee ! -though freely I'd rove Through the lands of the east , or the sweet orange grove ; Yet warmly my bosom would welcome the gale , That bore me away with a homeward - bound sail . My country , I love thee ! —and oh , mayst thou ...
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... thee ! What are the riches of Mexico's mines , To the wealth that far down in thy deep water shines ? Thy proud waves that cover the conquering west- Thou fling'st them to death with one heave of thy breast ! From the high hills that ...
... thee ! What are the riches of Mexico's mines , To the wealth that far down in thy deep water shines ? Thy proud waves that cover the conquering west- Thou fling'st them to death with one heave of thy breast ! From the high hills that ...
第 46 頁
... thee now , Be more mighty - more lasting , more chainless than thou . LESSON XXV . THE HEIGHT OF THE RIDICULOUS . The following witty lines were written by OLIVER W , HOLMES , M. D. , of Boston , son of the Reverend author of the Annals ...
... thee now , Be more mighty - more lasting , more chainless than thou . LESSON XXV . THE HEIGHT OF THE RIDICULOUS . The following witty lines were written by OLIVER W , HOLMES , M. D. , of Boston , son of the Reverend author of the Annals ...
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... st thou a garland pure and fair To fix in thy sleeping brother's hair ? That when he awakes he may smile to see The nodding roses all plucked by thee : Tell me , thou child ! " " No , 60 COMMON SCHOOL SPEAKER . Mrs Sigourney,
... st thou a garland pure and fair To fix in thy sleeping brother's hair ? That when he awakes he may smile to see The nodding roses all plucked by thee : Tell me , thou child ! " " No , 60 COMMON SCHOOL SPEAKER . Mrs Sigourney,
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... thee , child , To the world's cold blasts and its tempests wild ? Has he left thee beside a deserted hearth With no one to guard thee on all the earth ? Has he sunk in his pride ' neath the hand of fate , And left thee , thou lone one ...
... thee , child , To the world's cold blasts and its tempests wild ? Has he left thee beside a deserted hearth With no one to guard thee on all the earth ? Has he sunk in his pride ' neath the hand of fate , And left thee , thou lone one ...
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常見字詞
battle beautiful beneath bird blessings blood brave breast breath brow Bucolies BUNKER HILL MONUMENT Cæsar called child CIRCASSIAN cried dark dead dear death Decemviri deep Dismal Swamp dream earth England Excelsior Fable father fear flowers following piece glory grave hand hast hath hear heart Heaven hills hope Julius Cæsar Katydid king lady land LESSON light lips live look Lord loud Mac Gregor mamma MARY HOWITT mighty moral mother mountain N. P. WILLIS ne'er neath never night o'er passing peace poem poet Pontifex Maximus poor pride shore sigh sing sleep smile soul spirit stanza star steed stood sweet sword tears tell tempest thee There's thing THOMAS HOOD thunder tree Twas Vanity Fair Vive l'amour voice Walter Scott Washington wave wild word written young pupil youth
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第 69 頁 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky ; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar ; The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more ! Her deck, once red with heroes...
第 253 頁 - Now by the lips of those ye love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies now, upon them with the lance! A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest ; And in they burst, and on they rush'd, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre.
第 142 頁 - But I have lived, and have not lived in vain : My mind may lose its force, my blood its fire, And my frame perish even in conquering pain, But there is that within me which shall tire Torture and Time, and breathe when I expire...
第 75 頁 - The school-boy whips his taxed top ; the beardless youth manages his taxed horse with a taxed bridle, on a taxed road ; and the dying Englishman, pouring his medicine, which has paid...
第 183 頁 - The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,
第 162 頁 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?
第 70 頁 - Her deck, once red with heroes' blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood, And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee; — The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea!
第 254 頁 - ... rend your hair for those who never shall return. • Ho ! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls. Ho ! gallant nobles of the League, look that your arms be bright ; Ho ! burghers of St.
第 230 頁 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
第 171 頁 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. And fast before her father's men, Three days we've fled together; For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride, When they have slain her lover?