The New McGuffey First [ -fifth] Reader, Book 5American Book Company, 1901 |
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... mother whose children have died , to sympathize with her sorrow and her love for them ; then in the third and fourth lines we must endeavor to feel and ex- press her hope and faith . This is a difficult task , and only a very 10.
... mother whose children have died , to sympathize with her sorrow and her love for them ; then in the third and fourth lines we must endeavor to feel and ex- press her hope and faith . This is a difficult task , and only a very 10.
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... Child of the sun ! to thee ' tis given To guard the banner of the free , To hover in the sulphur smoke , To ward away the battle stroke , And bid its blendings shine afar , Like rainbows on the cloud of war , The harbingers of victory ...
... Child of the sun ! to thee ' tis given To guard the banner of the free , To hover in the sulphur smoke , To ward away the battle stroke , And bid its blendings shine afar , Like rainbows on the cloud of war , The harbingers of victory ...
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... child . do like to ride in these hacks , and see all the fine things , and have a good time , don't you ? " she said , composing herself the next minute , as if it suddenly occurred to her that she was going a - visiting . " Not much ...
... child . do like to ride in these hacks , and see all the fine things , and have a good time , don't you ? " she said , composing herself the next minute , as if it suddenly occurred to her that she was going a - visiting . " Not much ...
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... child . ” " What a queer old lady ! " thought Polly ; but she said " Yes'm , " respectfully , and looked at the fire ... children of fourteen and fifteen didn't dress in the height of the fashion , go to parties as nearly like those of ...
... child . ” " What a queer old lady ! " thought Polly ; but she said " Yes'm , " respectfully , and looked at the fire ... children of fourteen and fifteen didn't dress in the height of the fashion , go to parties as nearly like those of ...
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... children ; honored our parents ; and our days were much longer in the land than now , it seems to me . " The old lady appeared to forget Polly , at the end of her speech ; for she sat patting the plump little hand that lay in her own ...
... children ; honored our parents ; and our days were much longer in the land than now , it seems to me . " The old lady appeared to forget Polly , at the end of her speech ; for she sat patting the plump little hand that lay in her own ...
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Page 157 - Far/called, our navies melt away; On dune and headland sinks the fire: Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget!
Page 148 - Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received ? Trust it not, Sir ; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation...
Page 280 - Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No : — men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude, — Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a State; 3 And sovereign law, that State's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress, crowning good, repressing...
Page 330 - Like a glowworm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view: Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
Page 329 - What thou art we know not : What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 149 - Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people armed in the holy cause of liberty and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Page 166 - 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 hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl, Wrecked is the ship of pearl ! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell...
Page 149 - In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending...
Page 202 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed. There was a busy, bustling, disputatious tone about it, instead of the accustomed phlegm and drowsy tranquillity.
Page 284 - You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?