Collection of Poetry for School ReadingMacmillan Company, 1910 - 186 ページ |
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... blood . 60 The applause of listening senates to command , The threats of pain and ruin to despise , To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land , And read their history in a nation's eyes , Their lot forbade : nor circumscribed alone 65 Their ...
... blood . 60 The applause of listening senates to command , The threats of pain and ruin to despise , To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land , And read their history in a nation's eyes , Their lot forbade : nor circumscribed alone 65 Their ...
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... acclaim . Once more the chief gazed keenly Down on those daring dead ; From his good sword their heart's blood Crept to that crimson thread . 36 40 Once more he cried , ' The judgment , Good THE RED THREAD OF HONOR 57.
... acclaim . Once more the chief gazed keenly Down on those daring dead ; From his good sword their heart's blood Crept to that crimson thread . 36 40 Once more he cried , ' The judgment , Good THE RED THREAD OF HONOR 57.
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... blood of the listener cold 5 10 As he thought of the stake in that fiery fray , And Sheridan twenty miles away . But there is a road from Winchester town , 15 A good , broad highway leading down ; And there , through the flush of the ...
... blood of the listener cold 5 10 As he thought of the stake in that fiery fray , And Sheridan twenty miles away . But there is a road from Winchester town , 15 A good , broad highway leading down ; And there , through the flush of the ...
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... blood besprent ; And many a cruel dent Bruised his helmet . Gloucester , that duke so good , Next of the royal blood , For famous England stood , With his brave brother , Clarence , in steel so bright , Though but a maiden knight , Yet ...
... blood besprent ; And many a cruel dent Bruised his helmet . Gloucester , that duke so good , Next of the royal blood , For famous England stood , With his brave brother , Clarence , in steel so bright , Though but a maiden knight , Yet ...
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... blood , The civic slander and the spite : Ring in the love of truth and right , Ring in the common love of good . Ring out old shapes of foul disease : Ring out the narrowing lust of gold : Ring out the thousand wars of old , Ring in ...
... blood , The civic slander and the spite : Ring in the love of truth and right , Ring in the common love of good . Ring out old shapes of foul disease : Ring out the narrowing lust of gold : Ring out the thousand wars of old , Ring in ...
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ALEXANDER SELKIRK ALFRED TENNYSON Allen-a-Dale Amidst battle BATTLE OF NASEBY BATTLE OF WATERLOO beat bells of Shandon blood bold born chamber door Charles Kingsley Clusium cried deep drum England English eyes fair fame famous father fight fleet fought France FRANCIS HASTINGS DOYLE gallant galloped glorious glory hand hath head heard heart heaven Hervé Riel hill Horatius horse John Gilpin King Lambesc land Lars Porsena Lenore Lochinvar looked Lord loud morn never Nevermore night noble o'er Pilgrim pipe Piper poems poet Quoth rats Raven ride Ring river river Lee roar rode rolling Rome round ship shore shout Sir Richard smiling songs soul sound spake steed stood storm stormy tempests blow story sweet sword tell thee THOMAS CAMPBELL thou thousand thunder Twas victory village waves wild WILLIAM COWPER wind young Lochinvar ΙΟ
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76 ページ - I opened wide the door; — Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, 25 Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, ' Lenore !
180 ページ - At all his jokes, for many a joke had he; Full well the busy whisper, circling round, Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned — Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault.
55 ページ - When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 5 By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roam'd on a desolate track: 10 'Twas
105 ページ - twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent. 60
178 ページ - Far other aims his heart had learned to prize— More skilled to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain; The long-remembered beggar was his guest,
88 ページ - Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O Love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, 15 And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. THE BROOK
155 ページ - Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now. Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime 40
81 ページ - tell me — tell me, I implore!' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore.' 90 ' Prophet!'said I, ' 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
180 ページ - The village all declared how much he knew; 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage — And e'en the story ran that he could gauge; In arguing too, the parson owned his skill,
144 ページ - The furious river struggled hard, And tossed his tawny mane, * And burst the curb, and bounded, Rejoicing to be free, And whirling down, in fierce career, 465 Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind; Thrice thirty thousand foes before,