The Fifth Reader: For the Use of Public and Private SchoolsBrewer and Tileston, 1863 - 364 pages |
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... round I hear the bleating of the lamb . How sadly , I remember , rose the morning of the year ! To die before the snow - drop came , and now the violet ' s here . O sweet is the new violet , that comes beneath the skies , And sweeter is ...
... round I hear the bleating of the lamb . How sadly , I remember , rose the morning of the year ! To die before the snow - drop came , and now the violet ' s here . O sweet is the new violet , that comes beneath the skies , And sweeter is ...
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... round , and that roses grew under our feet ! SIR P. Zounds ! madam if had been born to this , ― you I should n't wonder at your talking thus ; but you forget what your situation was when I married you . LADY T. No , no , I don't ; ' t ...
... round , and that roses grew under our feet ! SIR P. Zounds ! madam if had been born to this , ― you I should n't wonder at your talking thus ; but you forget what your situation was when I married you . LADY T. No , no , I don't ; ' t ...
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... round to sleep , they used to say , " God bless the star ! " - ― 4. But while she was still very young , O , very , very young , the sister drooped , and came to be so weak that she could no longer stand in the window at night ; and ...
... round to sleep , they used to say , " God bless the star ! " - ― 4. But while she was still very young , O , very , very young , the sister drooped , and came to be so weak that she could no longer stand in the window at night ; and ...
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... round my mother's neck , and at her feet there is the baby of old time , and I can bear the parting from her , God be praised ! " And the star was shining . 26. Thus the child came to be an old man , and his once smooth face was ...
... round my mother's neck , and at her feet there is the baby of old time , and I can bear the parting from her , God be praised ! " And the star was shining . 26. Thus the child came to be an old man , and his once smooth face was ...
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... round the spot , but no traces of him could be found . It was now more necessary than ever that the station should not remain unoccupied ; they left another man , and returned to the guard - house . 4. The superstition of the soldiers ...
... round the spot , but no traces of him could be found . It was now more necessary than ever that the station should not remain unoccupied ; they left another man , and returned to the guard - house . 4. The superstition of the soldiers ...
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Page 188 - Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Page 43 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus? — I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Page 49 - ... little did I dream, that I should have lived to see such disasters fallen upon her in a nation of gallant men, in a nation of men of honor and of cavaliers. I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult.
Page 238 - My native country! thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, .Like that above.
Page 40 - 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...
Page 35 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Page 318 - But why do I talk of Death ? That phantom of grisly bone ? I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep ; Oh, God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap...
Page 55 - And thou art terrible : the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know or dream or fear Of agony, are thine. But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word, And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be.
Page 29 - It may cost treasure, and it may cost blood ; but it will stand, and it will richly compensate for both. Through the thick gloom of the present, I see the brightness of the future, as the sun in heaven. We shall make this a glorious, an immortal day. When we are in our graves, our children will honor it. They will celebrate it with thanksgiving, with festivity, with bonfires and illuminations. On its annual return they will shed tears, copious, gushing tears, not of subjection and slavery, not of...
Page 50 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.