The Sixth ReaderCowperthwait & Company, 1872 - 408 páginas |
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... live to see the day , But earth shall glisten in the ray Of the good time coming . Cannon balls may aid the truth , But thought's a weapon stronger ; We'll wìn our battle by its aid ; — Wait a little longer . II . Articulation . Having ...
... live to see the day , But earth shall glisten in the ray Of the good time coming . Cannon balls may aid the truth , But thought's a weapon stronger ; We'll wìn our battle by its aid ; — Wait a little longer . II . Articulation . Having ...
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... lives ? The American wàr ! What was it that produced the French rescript and a Frènch war ? The American war ! What was it that produced the Spanish manifesto and a Spanish war ? The American wàr ! What was it that armed forty - two ...
... lives ? The American wàr ! What was it that produced the French rescript and a Frènch war ? The American war ! What was it that produced the Spanish manifesto and a Spanish war ? The American wàr ! What was it that armed forty - two ...
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... live ? Hère , hère , Conscript Fathers , mixed and mingled with us àll - in the center of this most grave and venerable assembly - are men sitting , quietly plotting against my life , against all your lives ; the life of every virtuous ...
... live ? Hère , hère , Conscript Fathers , mixed and mingled with us àll - in the center of this most grave and venerable assembly - are men sitting , quietly plotting against my life , against all your lives ; the life of every virtuous ...
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... live a coward in thine own esteem , Letting " I dare not " wait upon " I would , ” Like the poor cat i ' the ádage ? 4. Ashamed to tóil , art thou ? Ashamed of thy dingy wórk- shop and dusty lábor - field ; of thy hard hánd , scarred ...
... live a coward in thine own esteem , Letting " I dare not " wait upon " I would , ” Like the poor cat i ' the ádage ? 4. Ashamed to tóil , art thou ? Ashamed of thy dingy wórk- shop and dusty lábor - field ; of thy hard hánd , scarred ...
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... lives , for your lives you must ride , For the plain is aflàme , the prairie on fire , And feet of wild horses hard flying before I hear like a sèa breaking high on the shore : While the buffalo come like the surge of the sea , Driven ...
... lives , for your lives you must ride , For the plain is aflàme , the prairie on fire , And feet of wild horses hard flying before I hear like a sèa breaking high on the shore : While the buffalo come like the surge of the sea , Driven ...
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Acadian arms beauty beneath bird black crows blood blow blue born brave breath Catiline child clouds cried Crowfield Cusha dark dead death deep earth England eyes father feel fire flowers France gates give glory gold golden golden blaze hand Harvard College hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honor Hyder Ali JOAQUIN MILLER land landscape play leaves light live Lochinvar look Lord loud Mabel Malahide morning mountain Nature Neph never night o'er ocean pass poet poor pray retina rise round sail Scrooge seemed shadow ship shore shout silent sing soul sound speak spirit stand stars stone stood stream sweet T. B. ALDRICH tears tell tempest thee thing thou thought thunder toll turned village maid visual perception voice watch waves wind word young
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Página 250 - Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them...
Página 98 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume, And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better, by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Página 253 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Página 98 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Página 111 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Página 358 - 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
Página 341 - When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Página 342 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Página 176 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Página 381 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.