The Fifth ReaderBenziger Bros., 1905 - 468 ページ |
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... Round the fisherman's dwelling , And she cried , " Dermot darling , oh come back to me . ” Her beads while she numbered , The baby still slumbered And smiled in her face as she bended her knee ; " O blest be that warning , My child ...
... Round the fisherman's dwelling , And she cried , " Dermot darling , oh come back to me . ” Her beads while she numbered , The baby still slumbered And smiled in her face as she bended her knee ; " O blest be that warning , My child ...
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... round him , he proceeded as follows : - " Friends , " said he , " the taxes are indeed very heavy , and if those laid on by the government were the only ones we had to pay , we might more easily discharge them ; but we have many others ...
... round him , he proceeded as follows : - " Friends , " said he , " the taxes are indeed very heavy , and if those laid on by the government were the only ones we had to pay , we might more easily discharge them ; but we have many others ...
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... round before you are aware , and the demand is made before you are prepared to satisfy it ; or , if you bear your debt in mind , the term , which at first seemed so long , will , as it lessens , appear extremely short . Time will seem ...
... round before you are aware , and the demand is made before you are prepared to satisfy it ; or , if you bear your debt in mind , the term , which at first seemed so long , will , as it lessens , appear extremely short . Time will seem ...
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... round the chin , the sides of the face , and the neck . An Iceberg . The atmosphere , which had previously been clear and cold , for the last few hours grew damp and had a disa- greeable , wet chilliness in it ; and the man who came ...
... round the chin , the sides of the face , and the neck . An Iceberg . The atmosphere , which had previously been clear and cold , for the last few hours grew damp and had a disa- greeable , wet chilliness in it ; and the man who came ...
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... round me on all sides ( like a man that was hunted ) between fear and hope that I might see some human creature coming . Now , from a little up the hillside over the bay , I could catch a sight of the great , ancient church and the ...
... round me on all sides ( like a man that was hunted ) between fear and hope that I might see some human creature coming . Now , from a little up the hillside over the bay , I could catch a sight of the great , ancient church and the ...
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164 ページ - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
391 ページ - 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...
392 ページ - Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells ! How it swells ! How it dwells On the Future ! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells— To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells...
366 ページ - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
338 ページ - 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.
392 ページ - Hear the loud alarum bells, Brazen bells ! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells ! In the startled ear of night How they screa,m 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...
165 ページ - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply has sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
367 ページ - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
137 ページ - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
387 ページ - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who...