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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... KINGS THE CHOIR INVISIBLE . THE WAR HORSE AND THE SEVEN · George Eliot . 190 • Retold from " The Jātāka " 191 . 194 • THE CHARGE OF THE BRIGADE LIGHT Alfred Tennyson 214 . THE STRENUOUS LIFE . HERVÉ RIEL Theodore Roosevelt Robert ...
... KINGS THE CHOIR INVISIBLE . THE WAR HORSE AND THE SEVEN · George Eliot . 190 • Retold from " The Jātāka " 191 . 194 • THE CHARGE OF THE BRIGADE LIGHT Alfred Tennyson 214 . THE STRENUOUS LIFE . HERVÉ RIEL Theodore Roosevelt Robert ...
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... king of kings : Look on my works , ye Mighty , and despair ! ' Nothing beside remains . Round the decay Of that colossal wreck , boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away . " PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY . THE GREAT STONE ...
... king of kings : Look on my works , ye Mighty , and despair ! ' Nothing beside remains . Round the decay Of that colossal wreck , boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away . " PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY . THE GREAT STONE ...
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... King not only satisfied his hunger , but carried away rice in his beak . But Now he feared that there would be no rice left , and he went to his master , the Brahmin , to tell him what had happened ; and even as the master listened ...
... King not only satisfied his hunger , but carried away rice in his beak . But Now he feared that there would be no rice left , and he went to his master , the Brahmin , to tell him what had happened ; and even as the master listened ...
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... King sore within him , and he said : " All these my kith and kin , and not one to look back on me ! Alas ! what sin have I committed ? " The Watchman now heard the cry of the Parrot - King and the sound of the other Parrots flying ...
... King sore within him , and he said : " All these my kith and kin , and not one to look back on me ! Alas ! what sin have I committed ? " The Watchman now heard the cry of the Parrot - King and the sound of the other Parrots flying ...
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... King , he felt his strong power , and his heart was full of love to him , but he hid his feelings and said in a ... King made answer : " I carry food to my ancient parents , who can no longer seek that food for themselves ; thus I pay my ...
... King , he felt his strong power , and his heart was full of love to him , but he hid his feelings and said in a ... King made answer : " I carry food to my ancient parents , who can no longer seek that food for themselves ; thus I pay my ...
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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...