John Heywood's new code readers. Standard 1-3, 5, 6, 书号:5 |
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第30页
... happy will our nature be , When love is an unerring light , And joy its own security . And blest are they who in the main This faith , even now , do entertain : Live in the spirit of this creed , Yet find that other strength , according ...
... happy will our nature be , When love is an unerring light , And joy its own security . And blest are they who in the main This faith , even now , do entertain : Live in the spirit of this creed , Yet find that other strength , according ...
第43页
... happy souls who dwell In yellow meads of Asphodel , Ör Amaranthine bowers ; By the heroes , arméd shades , Glittering through the gloomy glades , By the youths that died for love , Wandering in the myrtle grove , Restore , restore ...
... happy souls who dwell In yellow meads of Asphodel , Ör Amaranthine bowers ; By the heroes , arméd shades , Glittering through the gloomy glades , By the youths that died for love , Wandering in the myrtle grove , Restore , restore ...
第48页
... happy spirits to alight Betwixt the earth and heaven . Can all that optics teach unfold Thy form to please me so , As when I dreamed of gems and gold Hid in thy radiant bow ? When science from creation's face Enchantment's veil ...
... happy spirits to alight Betwixt the earth and heaven . Can all that optics teach unfold Thy form to please me so , As when I dreamed of gems and gold Hid in thy radiant bow ? When science from creation's face Enchantment's veil ...
第102页
... when the fields were left With half a harvest . It pleased Heaven to add A worse affliction in the plague of war : This happy land was stricken to the heart ! A wanderer then among the cottages , I , with 102 FIFTH NEW CODE READER .
... when the fields were left With half a harvest . It pleased Heaven to add A worse affliction in the plague of war : This happy land was stricken to the heart ! A wanderer then among the cottages , I , with 102 FIFTH NEW CODE READER .
第105页
... happy thoughts . THE STORY OF POOR MARGARET . PART II . I roved o'er many a hill and many a dale , With my accustomed load ; in heat and cold , Through many a wood and many an open ground , In sunshine and in shade , in wet and fair ...
... happy thoughts . THE STORY OF POOR MARGARET . PART II . I roved o'er many a hill and many a dale , With my accustomed load ; in heat and cold , Through many a wood and many an open ground , In sunshine and in shade , in wet and fair ...
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第164页 - Hurl'd headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition ; there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
第214页 - Rip Van Winkle, however, was one of those happy mortals, of foolish, well-oiled dispositions, who take the world easy, eat white bread or brown, whichever can be got with least thought or trouble, and would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound.
第53页 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
第132页 - Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son : / Aloft in awful state ,,,••. , The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
第163页 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
第115页 - But tell me further, said he, what thou discoverest on it. I see multitudes of people passing over it, said I, and a black cloud hanging on each end of it. As I looked more attentively, I saw several of the passengers dropping through the bridge, into the great tide that flowed underneath it ; and upon...
第53页 - Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
第144页 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
第73页 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
第215页 - The moment Wolf entered the house, his crest fell, his tail drooped to the ground or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle, and at the least flourish of a broomstick or ladle, he would fly to the door with yelping precipitation.