Reading lessons for the higher classes in classical, middle and diocesan schools1848 - 80页 |
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... seem most fitting for boys to learn . And I would fain hope , that the volume will be found an acceptable addition to our present stock of school books , as well as an enter- taining and useful one for families . W. B. F. CHRIST'S ...
... seem most fitting for boys to learn . And I would fain hope , that the volume will be found an acceptable addition to our present stock of school books , as well as an enter- taining and useful one for families . W. B. F. CHRIST'S ...
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... seem to lie in their way , and which they might have escaped , had they not been thus forced upon them . The genius seeing me indulge myself in this melan- choly prospect , told me I had dwelt long enough upon it : Take thine eyes off ...
... seem to lie in their way , and which they might have escaped , had they not been thus forced upon them . The genius seeing me indulge myself in this melan- choly prospect , told me I had dwelt long enough upon it : Take thine eyes off ...
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... seems to be approaching . Nor were there wanting living objects to animate the scene ; our own little kafila was sufficiently large and cheerful to banish every idea of dreariness , and we encountered others much more picturesque ...
... seems to be approaching . Nor were there wanting living objects to animate the scene ; our own little kafila was sufficiently large and cheerful to banish every idea of dreariness , and we encountered others much more picturesque ...
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... seem to have been removed from a perpendicular to their present oblique position , by the sinking or falling of the cliff . - Clarke . ICE - ISLANDS AND ICEBERGS OF SPITZBERGEN . THE name of ice - islands is given by sailors to a great ...
... seem to have been removed from a perpendicular to their present oblique position , by the sinking or falling of the cliff . - Clarke . ICE - ISLANDS AND ICEBERGS OF SPITZBERGEN . THE name of ice - islands is given by sailors to a great ...
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... seems too undefined to be real , that I feel we have indeed visited this city of past ages , have penetrated into its houses , wandered amidst its deserted streets - that we have stood in its forum , and gazed on its ruined temples . Do ...
... seems too undefined to be real , that I feel we have indeed visited this city of past ages , have penetrated into its houses , wandered amidst its deserted streets - that we have stood in its forum , and gazed on its ruined temples . Do ...
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第242页 - All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply has sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through...
第242页 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
第243页 - Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
第234页 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke...
第241页 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
第248页 - And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory...
第236页 - Even from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, — Even in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of the unhonored dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain...
第235页 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of...
第220页 - D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, "Remember St. Bartholomew!" was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, "No Frenchman is my foe: Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
第245页 - Lay a great wolf, all torn and dead — Tremendous still in death. Ah, what was then Llewellyn's pain ! For now the truth was clear ; The gallant hound the wolf had slain To save Llewllyn's heir.