The Silent Readers, Volume 8John C. Winston Company, 1920 |
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... 260 262 ROOSEVELT'S IDEAS ON CHURCH GOING . 263 PROPERTY RIGHTS ... Franklin Winslow Johnson 264 OUR MOST PRECIOUS PROPERTY THE NAME OF FRANCE ... 266 Henry van Dyke 267 PAGE LIBERTY ENLIGHTENING THE WORLD .... Henry van Dyke 268 ( xv )
... 260 262 ROOSEVELT'S IDEAS ON CHURCH GOING . 263 PROPERTY RIGHTS ... Franklin Winslow Johnson 264 OUR MOST PRECIOUS PROPERTY THE NAME OF FRANCE ... 266 Henry van Dyke 267 PAGE LIBERTY ENLIGHTENING THE WORLD .... Henry van Dyke 268 ( xv )
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... to me that my old strength is unabated , and on a field of battle I could still wield my sword for the glory of France and of Charlemagne whom I followed . That had been a good death indeed - to die in the heat of conflict 10.
... to me that my old strength is unabated , and on a field of battle I could still wield my sword for the glory of France and of Charlemagne whom I followed . That had been a good death indeed - to die in the heat of conflict 10.
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... France , which is devastated by war . Round the gates of Paris throng an eager and anxious crowd , pressing round every horseman who rides into the city . " Have the invaders burned Har- fleur , as rumor tells ? " " Does Rouen still ...
... France , which is devastated by war . Round the gates of Paris throng an eager and anxious crowd , pressing round every horseman who rides into the city . " Have the invaders burned Har- fleur , as rumor tells ? " " Does Rouen still ...
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... France which you once loved so well , the heathen work ruin and destruction , and there is no leader to drive them away . Will you go back to help ? Will you raise once again your banner in battle for a noble cause ? " 66 Ogier's eyes ...
... France which you once loved so well , the heathen work ruin and destruction , and there is no leader to drive them away . Will you go back to help ? Will you raise once again your banner in battle for a noble cause ? " 66 Ogier's eyes ...
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... France had need of him , and that he must go to Paris to offer his services to the King . Leaving the crowd behind , Ogier rode through the narrow streets until he came to an inn , where he rested for the night . In that hostelry he ...
... France had need of him , and that he must go to Paris to offer his services to the King . Leaving the crowd behind , Ogier rode through the narrow streets until he came to an inn , where he rested for the night . In that hostelry he ...
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Page 185 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
Page 180 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 239 - Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame, The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
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Page 68 - I would not sit in the scorner's seat. Or hurl the cynic's ban — Let me live in a house by the side of the road...
Page 69 - Let me live in a house by the side of the road, Where the race of men go by — The men who are good and the men who are bad, As good and as bad as I.
Page 239 - ... Nature, they say,. doth dote, And cannot make a man Save on some worn-out plan, Repeating us by rote: For him her Old- World moulds aside she threw, And, choosing sweet clay from the breast Of the unexhausted West, With stuff untainted shaped a hero new, Wise, steadfast in the strength of God, and true. How beautiful to see Once more a shepherd of mankind indeed, Who loved his charge, but never loved to lead ; One whose meek flock the people joyed to be, Not lured by any cheat of birth, But by...
Page 296 - Somebody said that it couldn't be done, But he with a chuckle replied That " maybe it couldn't," but he would be one Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried. So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin On his face. If he worried he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn't be done, and he did it. Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that; At least no one ever has done it...
Page 293 - Well he's a fine accountant, but if I'd send him up town on an errand, he might accomplish the errand all right, and on the other hand, might stop at four saloons on the way, and when he got to Main Street, would forget what he had been sent for.