John Heywood's new code readers. Standard 1-3, 5, 6, 书号:5 |
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第14页
... o'er the sea a floating ridge of light , Across these trembling planks our fancies crowd Into the realm of mystery and night , — So from the world of spirits there descends A bridge of light connecting it with this , O'er whose unsteady ...
... o'er the sea a floating ridge of light , Across these trembling planks our fancies crowd Into the realm of mystery and night , — So from the world of spirits there descends A bridge of light connecting it with this , O'er whose unsteady ...
第42页
... O'er all the dreary coasts ! Dreadful gleams , Dismal screams , Fires that glow , Shrieks of woe , Sullen moans , Hollow groans , And cries of tortured ghosts ! But hark ! he strikes the golden lyre ; And 42 FIFTH NEW CODE READER .
... O'er all the dreary coasts ! Dreadful gleams , Dismal screams , Fires that glow , Shrieks of woe , Sullen moans , Hollow groans , And cries of tortured ghosts ! But hark ! he strikes the golden lyre ; And 42 FIFTH NEW CODE READER .
第43页
... O'er death and o'er hell , A conquest how hard and how glorious ! Though fate had fast bound her With Styx nine times round her , Yet music and love were victorious . VI . But soon , too soon , the lover turns his eyes : Again she falls ...
... O'er death and o'er hell , A conquest how hard and how glorious ! Though fate had fast bound her With Styx nine times round her , Yet music and love were victorious . VI . But soon , too soon , the lover turns his eyes : Again she falls ...
第44页
... o'er the desert he flies ; Hark ! Hæmus resounds with the Bacchanal's cries- Ah see , he dies ! Yet even in death Eurydice he sung , Eurydice still trembled on his tongue , Eurydice the woods , Eurydice the floods , Eurydice the rocks ...
... o'er the desert he flies ; Hark ! Hæmus resounds with the Bacchanal's cries- Ah see , he dies ! Yet even in death Eurydice he sung , Eurydice still trembled on his tongue , Eurydice the woods , Eurydice the floods , Eurydice the rocks ...
第48页
... ! And yet , fair bow , no fabling dreams , But words of the Most High , Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky . D When o'er the green undeluged earth , Heaven's covenant 48 FIFTH NEW CODE READER The Rainbow.
... ! And yet , fair bow , no fabling dreams , But words of the Most High , Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky . D When o'er the green undeluged earth , Heaven's covenant 48 FIFTH NEW CODE READER The Rainbow.
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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.