Pleasant pages (by S.P. Newcombe). [With suppl., entitled] Fireside facts from the Great exhibition, 第 1 卷 |
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... told to join them ? " " I don't know , sir . " " Then , I think they would say , " Take him away ; he has grown up to be twelve years old , and has not used one of the talents given him by God . ' When we pick up some rotten withered ...
... told to join them ? " " I don't know , sir . " " Then , I think they would say , " Take him away ; he has grown up to be twelve years old , and has not used one of the talents given him by God . ' When we pick up some rotten withered ...
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... told them a humour - known to the students , and they at once took an interest in him . As he was not very rich , he used to go to the college - gates with a box of " philosophical toys , " which he had made ; these he used to sell ...
... told them a humour - known to the students , and they at once took an interest in him . As he was not very rich , he used to go to the college - gates with a box of " philosophical toys , " which he had made ; these he used to sell ...
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... told tales of fires name was Byzantium . ) You that had recently happened . learned that the city is situated Soon I began to be very angry . on a triangle , and that it is I had to pick my way up steep , said to be built on seven hills ...
... told tales of fires name was Byzantium . ) You that had recently happened . learned that the city is situated Soon I began to be very angry . on a triangle , and that it is I had to pick my way up steep , said to be built on seven hills ...
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... told us , papa , that " empty vessels make the most sound . " P. But Watt , you see , was anxious only to do good , and he willingly gave to others the praise . How much better that ever , were not perfect ; but in the year 33 PLEASANT ...
... told us , papa , that " empty vessels make the most sound . " P. But Watt , you see , was anxious only to do good , and he willingly gave to others the praise . How much better that ever , were not perfect ; but in the year 33 PLEASANT ...
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... Sophia . The crescent is , as I may have told you before , the sign of the Mahometan religion ; just as the cross is the sign of the religion of our Saviour . The darkness of night was 45 3rd Week . SATURDAY . Foreign Geography .
... Sophia . The crescent is , as I may have told you before , the sign of the Mahometan religion ; just as the cross is the sign of the religion of our Saviour . The darkness of night was 45 3rd Week . SATURDAY . Foreign Geography .
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第307页 - I had never before seen any of them. I bought it, read it over and over, and was much delighted with it. I thought the writing excellent, and wished, if possible, to imitate it.
第108页 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
第176页 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior!
第176页 - and rest Thy weary head upon this breast !" A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered, with a sigh, Excelsior ! " Beware the pine-tree's withered branch ! Beware the awful avalanche ! " This was the peasant's last Good-night.
第108页 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
第68页 - PAUSE not to dream of the future before us; Pause not to weep the wild cares that come o'er us; Hark, how Creation's deep, musical chorus, Unintermitting, goes up into heaven ! Never the ocean wave falters in flowing ; Never the little seed stops in its growing; More and more richly the rose-heart keeps glowing, Till from its nourishing stem it is riven. " Labor is worship ! " — the robin is singing ; "Labor is worship!
第307页 - ... measure, or of different sound for the rhyme, would have laid me under a constant necessity of searching for variety, and also have tended to fix that variety in my mind, and make me master of it. Therefore I took some of the tales and turned them into verse ; and, after a time, when I had pretty well forgotten the prose, turned them back again.
第105页 - He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
第176页 - At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air Excelsior ! A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device Excelsior ! There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior ! POEMS ON SLAVERY.
第105页 - Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor.
书目信息
| 名称 | Pleasant pages (by S.P. Newcombe). [With suppl., entitled] Fireside facts from the Great exhibition, 第 1 卷 Pleasant pages (by S.P. Newcombe). [With suppl., entitled] Fireside facts from the Great exhibition, Samuel Prout Newcombe |
| 作者 | Samuel Prout Newcombe |
| 出版日期 | 1851 |
| 出处： | 牛津大学 |
| 数字化处理时间 | 2006年9月22日 |
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