Cassell's illustrated readings, 第 1 卷;第 66 卷1875 |
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第3页
... cries ! Could we see her face , be sure we should not know her , For the smile has time for growing in her eyes ! And merry go her moments , lulled and stilled in The shroud , by the kirk - chime ! It is good when it happens , " say the ...
... cries ! Could we see her face , be sure we should not know her , For the smile has time for growing in her eyes ! And merry go her moments , lulled and stilled in The shroud , by the kirk - chime ! It is good when it happens , " say the ...
第4页
... cries ! " - Page 3 . ( Drawn by W. SMALL . ) Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling- All are turning , all the day , and we with all . And all day the iron wheels are droning , And sometimes we could pray , ' O ye wheels ...
... cries ! " - Page 3 . ( Drawn by W. SMALL . ) Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling- All are turning , all the day , and we with all . And all day the iron wheels are droning , And sometimes we could pray , ' O ye wheels ...
第6页
... cried , Had his soul whitewashed all so clever ; When home again he nimbly hied , Made fit with saints to live for ever . In coming back , however , let me say , He met his brother - rogue about half - way , Hobbling , with outstretched ...
... cried , Had his soul whitewashed all so clever ; When home again he nimbly hied , Made fit with saints to live for ever . In coming back , however , let me say , He met his brother - rogue about half - way , Hobbling , with outstretched ...
第10页
... cried I , not knowing what to occasion , and make a pretty appearance at church What , only pretty well ! " returned she ; " I think it is very well . Suppose the girls should come to make acquaintances of taste in town . This I am ...
... cried I , not knowing what to occasion , and make a pretty appearance at church What , only pretty well ! " returned she ; " I think it is very well . Suppose the girls should come to make acquaintances of taste in town . This I am ...
第11页
... cried I , no more silver than your saucepan . " " And so , " returned she , " we have parted with the colt , and have only got a gross of green spec- Whatever my own conduct may have been , tacles , with copper rims and shagreen cases ...
... cried I , no more silver than your saucepan . " " And so , " returned she , " we have parted with the colt , and have only got a gross of green spec- Whatever my own conduct may have been , tacles , with copper rims and shagreen cases ...
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常见术语和短语
arms beneath boat born called captain child church Colonsay cried Darby dear death Don Quixote door Drawn Dryce Edenhall Evadne eyes face fair father fear fell fire followed friar gentleman give hand head hear heard heart heaven honour horse hour Ichabod Ivanhoe John JOSEPH ADDISON king Kite knew lady laugh LAURENCE STERNE light live looked Lord Lord Wilmot Martin Franc master mind morning never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH once passed poor Poyser Prince John PURLOINED LETTER Quiteria replied returned round says seemed shout side silent Sir Guy Sleepy Hollow smile soon soul sound stood strong sweet sword tears tell thee thing thou thought told took tree turned uncle Toby village voice walk watch wife wind word Yorick young Zechariah
热门引用章节
第162页 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
第29页 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read...
第161页 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
第230页 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
第66页 - Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow ! Christ save us all from a death like this On the reef of Norman's Woe ! THE LUCK OF EDENHALL.
第345页 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
第345页 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.
第162页 - Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
第187页 - Never, never more, shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise is gone ! It is gone, that sensibility of principle, that chastity of honour, which felt a stain like a wound, which inspired courage whilst it mitigated ferocity,...
第37页 - It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay — the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it.