The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, 第 5 巻 |
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... eyes are weak and dim with age ; No road , no path can I descry ; And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen , inclement sky . " So faint I am - these tottering feet No more my feeble frame can bear ; My sinking heart forgets ...
... eyes are weak and dim with age ; No road , no path can I descry ; And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen , inclement sky . " So faint I am - these tottering feet No more my feeble frame can bear ; My sinking heart forgets ...
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... eyes , And gave the bag between them . Donne . THE BLIND BOY . O SAY ! what is that thing call'd light , Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight , O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you see ...
... eyes , And gave the bag between them . Donne . THE BLIND BOY . O SAY ! what is that thing call'd light , Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight , O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you see ...
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... eye , I heard her noisy clapper and her scarecrow cry . I paused to mark the child- She was very pale and young ; She told me she was 66 six " With her merry little tongue . In her hand she held her hat , Which the wild wind sway'd ...
... eye , I heard her noisy clapper and her scarecrow cry . I paused to mark the child- She was very pale and young ; She told me she was 66 six " With her merry little tongue . In her hand she held her hat , Which the wild wind sway'd ...
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... While I take my scanty meal . Doubt not , little though there be , But I'll cast a crumb to thee ; Well rewarded if I spy , Pleasure in thy glancing eye , And see thee when thou'st had thy fill , Plume 16 STANDARD ' READER . THE FIFTH 6.
... While I take my scanty meal . Doubt not , little though there be , But I'll cast a crumb to thee ; Well rewarded if I spy , Pleasure in thy glancing eye , And see thee when thou'st had thy fill , Plume 16 STANDARD ' READER . THE FIFTH 6.
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... eyes are a - shut , and his hands are at rest , And he's now from his pain a - set free , For his soul we do know is ... eye could see ; The blinding mist came down and hid the land— And never home came she . Oh , is it weed , or fish ...
... eyes are a - shut , and his hands are at rest , And he's now from his pain a - set free , For his soul we do know is ... eye could see ; The blinding mist came down and hid the land— And never home came she . Oh , is it weed , or fish ...
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140 ページ - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
21 ページ - And sweep through the deep While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
204 ページ - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
92 ページ - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
214 ページ - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace, Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
205 ページ - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
96 ページ - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
141 ページ - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
204 ページ - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note— As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
95 ページ - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.