The Golden Deed Book: A School Reader, Volume 6Macmillan, 1913 - 351 pages "This series ... introduces the pupil ... to the subject matter of morals, by means of fairy tale, myth, fable, allegory, parable, legend, stories of real life, of heroes and heroines, biography, and historical incident."--Preface. |
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... Ernest . " Mother , " said he , " if I were to see a man with such a face , I should love him dearly . " " If an old prophecy should come to pass . answered his mother , " we may see a man , some time or other , with exactly such a face ...
... Ernest . " Mother , " said he , " if I were to see a man with such a face , I should love him dearly . " " If an old prophecy should come to pass . answered his mother , " we may see a man , some time or other , with exactly such a face ...
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... Ernest . " Pray tell me all about it ! " So his mother told him a story that her own mother had told to her , when she her- self was younger than little Ernest ; a story , not of things that were past , but of what was yet to come ; a ...
... Ernest . " Pray tell me all about it ! " So his mother told him a story that her own mother had told to her , when she her- self was younger than little Ernest ; a story , not of things that were past , but of what was yet to come ; a ...
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... Ernest had had no teacher , save only that the Great Stone Face became one to him . When the toil of the day was over , he would gaze at it for hours , until he began to imagine that those vast features recognized him , and gave him a ...
... Ernest had had no teacher , save only that the Great Stone Face became one to him . When the toil of the day was over , he would gaze at it for hours , until he began to imagine that those vast features recognized him , and gave him a ...
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... valley , and resolved to go back thither , and end his days where he was born . Our friend Ernest , meanwhile , had been deeply stirred by the idea that the great man , the noble man , the man of prophecy 20 THE GOLDEN DEED BOOK.
... valley , and resolved to go back thither , and end his days where he was born . Our friend Ernest , meanwhile , had been deeply stirred by the idea that the great man , the noble man , the man of prophecy 20 THE GOLDEN DEED BOOK.
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... Ernest doubted not that what the people said was true , and that now he was to behold the living likeness of those wondrous features on the mountain side . But when the old man came , Ernest turned sadly from the wrinkled shrewdness of ...
... Ernest doubted not that what the people said was true , and that now he was to behold the living likeness of those wondrous features on the mountain side . But when the old man came , Ernest turned sadly from the wrinkled shrewdness of ...
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Page 213 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
Page 237 - He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill : Did this in Caesar seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried, Csesar hath wept ; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff : Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honorable man.
Page 214 - Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Page 157 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Page 272 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on Life's parade shall meet TJiat brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Page 239 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Page 240 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Page 129 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Page 158 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings :Build thee more stately mansions...
Page 335 - I SING of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, Of April, May, of June and July flowers...