Choice Literature, 書籍 6American Book Company, 1912 |
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... Spring The Boston Massacre Sheridan's Ride Puck and the Fairy The Newspaper Centennial Hymn . One by One · . The Origin of Roast Pig High Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire Concord and Lexington Daybreak • Tom Brown's School Days In ...
... Spring The Boston Massacre Sheridan's Ride Puck and the Fairy The Newspaper Centennial Hymn . One by One · . The Origin of Roast Pig High Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire Concord and Lexington Daybreak • Tom Brown's School Days In ...
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... Spring . The Vision of Belshazzar The Indians . The Battle of Oriskany A Little More Waiting for the Armada Ben Bolt Our Honored Dead · Song of Marion's Men • The Concord Hymn The American Flag The Blue and the Gray Nathan Hale . The ...
... Spring . The Vision of Belshazzar The Indians . The Battle of Oriskany A Little More Waiting for the Armada Ben Bolt Our Honored Dead · Song of Marion's Men • The Concord Hymn The American Flag The Blue and the Gray Nathan Hale . The ...
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... post - haste to Philadel- phia , with the glorious news that Boston had at last thrown . down the gauntlet for the king of England to pick up . THE COMING OF SPRING NORA PERRY THERE'S something in the 42 THE BOSTON TEA PARTY.
... post - haste to Philadel- phia , with the glorious news that Boston had at last thrown . down the gauntlet for the king of England to pick up . THE COMING OF SPRING NORA PERRY THERE'S something in the 42 THE BOSTON TEA PARTY.
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... spring . And to - morrow or to - day The brooks will break away From their icy frozen sleep , And run and laugh and leap ! And the next thing in the woods , The catkins in their hoods Of fur and silk will stand , A sturdy little band ...
... spring . And to - morrow or to - day The brooks will break away From their icy frozen sleep , And run and laugh and leap ! And the next thing in the woods , The catkins in their hoods Of fur and silk will stand , A sturdy little band ...
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... SPRING ROBERT BROWNING THE year's at the spring , And day's at the morn ; Morning's at seven ; The hillside's dew - pearled ; The lark's on the wing ; The snail's on the thorn ; God's in his heaven- - All's right with the world . BURIAL ...
... SPRING ROBERT BROWNING THE year's at the spring , And day's at the morn ; Morning's at seven ; The hillside's dew - pearled ; The lark's on the wing ; The snail's on the thorn ; God's in his heaven- - All's right with the world . BURIAL ...
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Alice Cary Annabel Lee Annie arms Arthur battle began Ben Bolt beneath bless born boys Brown called clouds Cusha dark dead dear death earth East EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN Enoch eyes face father fear feet fell fellow field fire flowers FRANCIS MILES FINCH friends grave gray green half hand head heard heart heaven HENRY WARD BEECHER hill hollow honor horse hounds hour Ichabod Ichabod Crane JOSEPH ADDISON keeper king knew land light live look Lord MAX SCHNECKENBURGER morning never night o'er old oaken bucket passed poor pride Rhine river rose round Rugby scene Schoolhouse scud shouted side Sleepy Hollow smile spring stand thy sons stood sweet Tadpole tell thee things thou thought town tree turned uppe voice walk wild wind wood young Brooke
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217 ページ - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
238 ページ - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
363 ページ - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
371 ページ - That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
51 ページ - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
197 ページ - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. / was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love I and my ANNABEL LEE — With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
347 ページ - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
279 ページ - And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain.
220 ページ - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
364 ページ - The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy: To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! THOMAS HOOD.