National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing of the Pupil. Part 4, Band 4 |
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... glory will not value its counterfeit . It is creditable to Charles ' temper that , ill as he thought of his spe- cies , he never became a misanthrope . He saw little in men but what was hateful . Yet he did not hate them . Nay , he was ...
... glory will not value its counterfeit . It is creditable to Charles ' temper that , ill as he thought of his spe- cies , he never became a misanthrope . He saw little in men but what was hateful . Yet he did not hate them . Nay , he was ...
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... glory , my perfection ! glad I see Thy face and morn returned ; for I this night ' ( Such night till this I never passed ) have dreamed- If dreamed - not , as I oft am wont , of thee , ― Works of day past , or morrow's next design ...
... glory , my perfection ! glad I see Thy face and morn returned ; for I this night ' ( Such night till this I never passed ) have dreamed- If dreamed - not , as I oft am wont , of thee , ― Works of day past , or morrow's next design ...
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... glory of Rome , and the wisdom of Greece ; And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves , While the earth bears a plant , or the sea rolls its waves . 2. In a clime whose rich vales feed the marts of the world , Whose shores are ...
... glory of Rome , and the wisdom of Greece ; And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves , While the earth bears a plant , or the sea rolls its waves . 2. In a clime whose rich vales feed the marts of the world , Whose shores are ...
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... glory . I have not courage enough . I am too cowardly for that . - 3. I would not , I dare not , ' in the exercise of such a trust , lie down , and place my body across the path that leads my country to prosperity and happiness . This ...
... glory . I have not courage enough . I am too cowardly for that . - 3. I would not , I dare not , ' in the exercise of such a trust , lie down , and place my body across the path that leads my country to prosperity and happiness . This ...
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... glory of one's country , are never felt in his impenetrable bosom . That patriotism , which , catching its inspirations from the immortal God , and leaving at an immeasurable distance below all lesser , groveling , personal interests ...
... glory of one's country , are never felt in his impenetrable bosom . That patriotism , which , catching its inspirations from the immortal God , and leaving at an immeasurable distance below all lesser , groveling , personal interests ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ancient arms beauty behold BERNARD BARTON blessing Bolus Born bosom breath called character Chick constitution Daniel Kirkwood DANIEL WEBSTER death delight discovery Dryden Duke earth Erin go bragh fair fancy Faneuil Hall fear feel flowers forever gentle give glory grace Hamlet hand happy hath heart heaven Herculaneum honor hope horse hour human Isab land laws less LESSON liberty light live look Lucretia manner marriage mind Miss Tox morning mountain N. P. WILLIS nature ne'er never night noble o'er passion person pleasure poet Pompeii Pope Queen round scene senate sleep smile song soul South Carolina speak spirit steamboat sweet taste tears thee things thou thought tion United States Senate virtue voice Wamba waves whole wife wonder words
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Seite 69 - With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike : Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry...
Seite 357 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou/' I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !
Seite 357 - Tis the wind, and nothing more." Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not...
Seite 357 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you "—here I opened wide the door.
Seite 358 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
Seite 171 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Seite 69 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet But wherefore all night long shine these?
Seite 35 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home...
Seite 264 - There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts, Not such as Europe breeds in her decay, Such as she bred when fresh and young, When heavenly flame did animate her clay, By future poets shall be sung. Westward the course of empire takes its way; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Seite 358 - thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted On this home by Horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!