Murby's Excelsior readers, ed. by F. YoungFrancis Young (F.R.G.S.) 1870 |
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... ship - money on inland districts , a proceeding unheard of before . On John Hampden , a gentleman of Buckingham- shire ; refusing to pay this tax , the case was tried in a court of law , when Hampden was defeated by a majority of seven ...
... ship - money on inland districts , a proceeding unheard of before . On John Hampden , a gentleman of Buckingham- shire ; refusing to pay this tax , the case was tried in a court of law , when Hampden was defeated by a majority of seven ...
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... ship of the desert , " carries the productions of many lands , and along the table - lands of sub - tropical Africa , the fierce buffalo is relentlessly pursued for its valuable hide . Beneath the leafless trees and fragrant myrtles of ...
... ship of the desert , " carries the productions of many lands , and along the table - lands of sub - tropical Africa , the fierce buffalo is relentlessly pursued for its valuable hide . Beneath the leafless trees and fragrant myrtles of ...
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... ship is nearly home , and he'll be with you 66 soon . 99 O is he really coming home , and shall I really see My boy again , my own boy , home ! and when , when will it be ? Did you say soon ? " — " Well , he is home ? keep cool , old ...
... ship is nearly home , and he'll be with you 66 soon . 99 O is he really coming home , and shall I really see My boy again , my own boy , home ! and when , when will it be ? Did you say soon ? " — " Well , he is home ? keep cool , old ...
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... ship , and sent off , with two hundred more , to the plantations . We had but an in- different passage ; for , being all confined to the hold , more than a hundred of our people died for want of sweet air ; and those that remained were ...
... ship , and sent off , with two hundred more , to the plantations . We had but an in- different passage ; for , being all confined to the hold , more than a hundred of our people died for want of sweet air ; and those that remained were ...
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... ship was taken by the French , and so I lost all . 6 " Our crew was carried into Brest , and many of them died , because they were not used to live in a jail ; but , for my part , it was nothing to me , for I was seasoned . One night ...
... ship was taken by the French , and so I lost all . 6 " Our crew was carried into Brest , and many of them died , because they were not used to live in a jail ; but , for my part , it was nothing to me , for I was seasoned . One night ...
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Page 25 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood...
Page 36 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; 'Good speed!' cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; 'Speed...
Page 37 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Page 36 - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Page 226 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture of divine.
Page 97 - Aonian maids, Delight no more — O thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire ! Rapt into future times, the Bard begun : A Virgin shall conceive, a Virgin bear a Son...
Page 37 - 4. At Aerschot up leaped of a sudden the sun, And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare through the mist at us galloping past ; And I saw my stout galloper, Roland, at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray : 5.
Page 37 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, " Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Page 146 - Ho-ti himself, which was the more remarkable, instead of chastising his son, seemed to grow more indulgent to him than ever. At length they were watched, the terrible mystery discovered, and father and son summoned to take their trial at Pekin, then an inconsiderable assize town.
Page 227 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground I Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.