Shoemaker's Best Selections for Readings and Recitations, Issue 8Penn Publishing Company, 1914 |
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... Night . Tudor Jenks ................. XXIII . Geo . MacDonald ............ XXII . Virgil Alonzo Pinkley ..... XXII . Edwin Arnold .. 83 46 XXIII . .XXIII . 77 2233 14 PART FIRST BEST SELECTIONS FOR READINGS AND RECITATIONS NUMBER 22 ...
... Night . Tudor Jenks ................. XXIII . Geo . MacDonald ............ XXII . Virgil Alonzo Pinkley ..... XXII . Edwin Arnold .. 83 46 XXIII . .XXIII . 77 2233 14 PART FIRST BEST SELECTIONS FOR READINGS AND RECITATIONS NUMBER 22 ...
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... night that in the fight she sees her soldier slain ; She'll wake at morn , with heavy heart , her sorrow to renew , Suppressed by day her tears will fall at even ' like the dew . But tell her to control her grief and wipe away her tears ...
... night that in the fight she sees her soldier slain ; She'll wake at morn , with heavy heart , her sorrow to renew , Suppressed by day her tears will fall at even ' like the dew . But tell her to control her grief and wipe away her tears ...
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... night the church assembled again . The cheerful earnestness was gone from their faces ; they looked troubled , weary , as the pastor expected . The pastor said , after he had counted the ballots which had been distributed , " Deacon ...
... night the church assembled again . The cheerful earnestness was gone from their faces ; they looked troubled , weary , as the pastor expected . The pastor said , after he had counted the ballots which had been distributed , " Deacon ...
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call nervous , and I call cross , before night comes , and I knew it fetched on spells of low spirits , when our folks couldn't get a word out of me - not a good one , anyway ; so I thought I'd try on that to begin . with . I tell you ...
call nervous , and I call cross , before night comes , and I knew it fetched on spells of low spirits , when our folks couldn't get a word out of me - not a good one , anyway ; so I thought I'd try on that to begin . with . I tell you ...
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... night , down the suller stairs for some apples , so's the children could have a roast , and I heerd Joe , up in the kitchen , say to Emmy : " I do believe , Em , Pa's goin ' to die . ' " Why , how you talk ! ' " Well , I do ; he's so ...
... night , down the suller stairs for some apples , so's the children could have a roast , and I heerd Joe , up in the kitchen , say to Emmy : " I do believe , Em , Pa's goin ' to die . ' " Why , how you talk ! ' " Well , I do ; he's so ...
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Page 28 - My blessin' and my pride ; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left my soul, And my arm's young strength was gone ; There was comfort ever on your lip, And the kind look on your brow — I bless you, Mary, for that same, Though you cannot hear me now. ' I thank you for the patient smile When your heart was fit to break, When the hunger-pain was gnawin...
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