Standard Recitations: For the Use of Catholic Colleges, Schools and Literary Societies1899 - 313 páginas |
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... once again he cried , " If I may yet be gone ! And- " But the booming shots replied And fast the flames rolled on . Upon his brow he felt their breath , And in 20 Recitations for First Division of PAGE Lady Macbeth Meditating the Murder.
... once again he cried , " If I may yet be gone ! And- " But the booming shots replied And fast the flames rolled on . Upon his brow he felt their breath , And in 20 Recitations for First Division of PAGE Lady Macbeth Meditating the Murder.
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... breath , And in his waving hair , And looked from that lone post of death , In still yet brave despair : And shouted but once more aloud , " My father ! must I stay ? " While o'er him fast , through sail and shroud , The wreathing fires ...
... breath , And in his waving hair , And looked from that lone post of death , In still yet brave despair : And shouted but once more aloud , " My father ! must I stay ? " While o'er him fast , through sail and shroud , The wreathing fires ...
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... breath ! the light he ne'er did see ; He died in dungeon cold and dim , by Alphonso's base decree , And visage blind and stiffen'd limb were all they gave to me . The king that swerveth from his word hath stain'd his purple black- No ...
... breath ! the light he ne'er did see ; He died in dungeon cold and dim , by Alphonso's base decree , And visage blind and stiffen'd limb were all they gave to me . The king that swerveth from his word hath stain'd his purple black- No ...
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... breath ; And her eyes closed - I shrieked for aid . But , ah ! her eyes were closed in death ! And now they've tolled my mother's knell , And I'm no more a parent's joy ; O Lady ! I have learned too well What ' tis to be an Orphan Boy ...
... breath ; And her eyes closed - I shrieked for aid . But , ah ! her eyes were closed in death ! And now they've tolled my mother's knell , And I'm no more a parent's joy ; O Lady ! I have learned too well What ' tis to be an Orphan Boy ...
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... breath the organ of itself began to play , And the very airs of heaven through the soft gloom seemed to stray . He was young , the Organ - builder , and o'er all the land his fame Ran with fleet and eager footsteps , like a swiftly ...
... breath the organ of itself began to play , And the very airs of heaven through the soft gloom seemed to stray . He was young , the Organ - builder , and o'er all the land his fame Ran with fleet and eager footsteps , like a swiftly ...
Términos y frases comunes
Æsop Annabel Lee arms banner beautiful bells beneath Bingen BLACK CROWS bless blood brave breath bright bright eye brow Brutus Cæsar cheek child cold cried dark dead dear death deep dread dream dying earth eyes face falchion father fear fell flash gazed Gelert gleam glory Go-Bang grave hand haste hath head hear heard heart heaven hour king Kris Kringle land Lars Porsena laugh light lips live look Lord loud morning mother ne'er never Nevermore night o'er once pale poor prayer proud Quoth the Raven river Lee round shout sigh silent sleep smile snow soul sound Star-Spangled Banner stars steed stood stream sweet sword tears tell tempest thee There's thine thou thought Twas Vespasian voice wave weep wild wind word young zounds
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Página 129 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 41 - We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Página 179 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance; let joy be unconfined ! No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet...
Página 46 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea ; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Página 179 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Página 157 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now...
Página 127 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band : " Strike till the last armed foe expires ; Strike for your altars and your fires ; Strike for the green graves of your sires — God, and your native land...
Página 129 - Hear the loud alarum bells, Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
Página 77 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace.
Página 241 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve; the censure of the which one must in your allowance o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.