The Sixth Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, with Biographical and Critical Notices of the Authors : for the Use of Advanced Classes in Public and Private SchoolsBrewer and Tileston, 1866 - 436 páginas |
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Página vii
... Mother .. Miss Edwards . 42 23. The Deacon's Masterpiece ; or , The Wonderful " One - horse Shay , " 25. Helvellyn . Holmes . 77 ..Sir Walter Scott . 85 50. Address to the Mummy in Belzoni's Exhibition , London , 58. Over the River ...
... Mother .. Miss Edwards . 42 23. The Deacon's Masterpiece ; or , The Wonderful " One - horse Shay , " 25. Helvellyn . Holmes . 77 ..Sir Walter Scott . 85 50. Address to the Mummy in Belzoni's Exhibition , London , 58. Over the River ...
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... mother be : Shall ours be HELPLESS , that has sons like us ? God SAVE Our NATIVE land , whoever pays The ransom that redeems her ! Now what wait we ? For Alfred's word to move upon the foe ? UPON him then ! Now think ye on the things ...
... mother be : Shall ours be HELPLESS , that has sons like us ? God SAVE Our NATIVE land , whoever pays The ransom that redeems her ! Now what wait we ? For Alfred's word to move upon the foe ? UPON him then ! Now think ye on the things ...
Página xxxii
... mother || pored over the daily news , || to catch some casual intelligence | of this rover of the deep ! || How has expectation || darkened | into anxiety , — || anxiety | into dread , — ||| and dread || into despair ! |||| Alas ...
... mother || pored over the daily news , || to catch some casual intelligence | of this rover of the deep ! || How has expectation || darkened | into anxiety , — || anxiety | into dread , — ||| and dread || into despair ! |||| Alas ...
Página xxxvi
... mother Náture laúghs around ; When even the deep blue heavens look glád , And gládness breathes from the blossoming ground ? " “ Will you ríde , in the cárriage , or on horseback ? ' ' I fer to walk . " " I pre- " Will you reád to us ...
... mother Náture laúghs around ; When even the deep blue heavens look glád , And gládness breathes from the blossoming ground ? " “ Will you ríde , in the cárriage , or on horseback ? ' ' I fer to walk . " " I pre- " Will you reád to us ...
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... mother , Only three grains of corn ; It will keep the little life I have , Till the coming of the morn . I am dying of hunger and cold , mother , Dying of hunger and cold , And half the agony of such a death My lips have never told ...
... mother , Only three grains of corn ; It will keep the little life I have , Till the coming of the morn . I am dying of hunger and cold , mother , Dying of hunger and cold , And half the agony of such a death My lips have never told ...
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Página lxv - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
Página lxiv - 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.
Página 364 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Página 406 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Página 418 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 229 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 418 - Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him. Then burst his mighty heart, And in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the while ran blood), great Caesar fell.
Página 286 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
Página 406 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care, No children run to lisp their sire's return Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 231 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...