Standard Supplementary Readers, Volumen3

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William Swinton, George Rhett Cathcart
American Book Company, 1880

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Página 278 - falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seekest
Página 12 - and sky, Dear, tell them that if eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse for being: Why thou wert there, 0 rival of the rose ! I never thought to ask, I never knew; But, in my simple ignorance, suppose The self-same Power that brought me there brought you. EMERSON.
Página 269 - grass, Eain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous and clear and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness Prom my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Página 310 - CHAMBERED NAUTILUS. THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,— 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 hail
Página 310 - 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, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, •— Its irised 1 ceiling rent, its sunless crypt
Página 125 - What the hammer ? what the chain ? In what furnace was thy brain ? What the anvil ? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp ? Tiger ! tiger! burning bright, In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry ? WILLIAM BLAKE.
Página 264 - might have addressed him in the words of Logan to the cuckoo: *' Sweet bird, thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year. " Oh, could I fly, I 'd fly with thee! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring.
Página 241 - He clasps the crag with hooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. TENNYSON.
Página 25 - In his cell so lone and cold. The walls must be crumbled, the stones decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim; And the mouldering dust that years have made Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the ivy green.
Página 42 - all over this great world of ours — Making evident our own creation, In these stars of earth, these golden flowers. Everywhere about us are they glowing: Some like stars to tell us spring is born; Others, their blue eyes with tears o'erflowing, Stand like Euth amid the golden corn.

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