The Chadsey-Spain ReadersCentury Company, 1920 - 357 Seiten |
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ALBERT ALICE arms asked Barbara beat beautiful began boat Buggles burst called Captain Captain Speedy Chickaree clock coming cried dark door enemy English Eskimos eyes face father fear feet fire flag forest Fort Michilimackinac French girl Gulliver guns hand head heard heart hour hundred Jack Jean Valjean Joceline King knew Lachine Rapids light listened live looked Lost Prince LOUIS KERNEGUY Marco Marie Antoinette Mary Antin minutes morning mother never night once Ouillette Papen passed Passepartout Peter Stuyvesant Phileas Fogg prince redemptioners replied Rhoecus Richard Doubledick river Rustum Samavia Savinien seemed ship side SIR HENRY LEE snow Sohrab soldiers sound stood suddenly tell thee things thou thought thousand took tramp tree turned voice walked watch waves Wawatam wind window wonderful young
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Seite 243 - He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel: "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God...
Seite 95 - I pledge allegiance to my flag, and to the Republic for which it stands ; one nation indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
Seite 131 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth, Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Seite 83 - But let us speak no more of this: I find My father: let me feel that I have found. Come, sit beside me on this sand, and take My head betwixt thy hands, and kiss my cheeks, And wash them with thy tears, and say "My son!
Seite 221 - Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about. Content to let the north- wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line back with tropic heat...
Seite 17 - O beautiful for pilgrim feet, Whose stern, impassioned stress A thoroughfare for freedom beat Across the wilderness! America ! America ! God mend thine every flaw, Confirm thy soul in self-control, Thy liberty in law...
Seite 131 - Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth. O'er fell and fountain sheen, O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that...
Seite 220 - The buried brooklet could not hear, The music of whose liquid lip Had been to us companionship, And, in our lonely life, had grown To have an almost human tone.
Seite 80 - Or else that the great Rustum would come down Himself to fight, and that thy wiles would move His "heart to take a gift, and let thee go. And then that all the Tartar host would praise Thy courage or thy craft, and spread thy fame, To glad thy father in his weak old age.
Seite 83 - And youth, and bloom, and this delightful world. So, on the bloody sand, Sohrab lay dead; And the great Rustum drew his horseman's cloak Down o'er his face, and sate by his dead son. As those black granite pillars, once high-rear'd 860 By Jemshid in Persepolis, to bear His house, now 'mid their broken flights of steps Lie prone, enormous, down the mountain side — So in the sand lay Rustum by his son.