The Jones Readers by Grades: Book one-[eight], 書籍 6

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125 ページ - 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. seen against: the poet originally wrote painted on, but as some one objected to it the line was changed.
266 ページ - the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the ardor of thine eyes ? 10 On what wings dare he aspire — What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat,
165 ページ - With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal,
232 ページ - In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for vespers nine; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, " God save thee, ancient Mariner ! From the fiends that plague thee thus! — Why look'st thou so?"—"With my crossbow I shot the Albatross! " The sun now rose upon the right:
109 ページ - Rhodora! if the sages ask thee why This charm is wasted on the earth and sky, Tell them, dear, that if eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being: Why thou wert there, 0 rival of the rose! 20 I never thought to ask, I never knew: But, in my simple ignorance, suppose
131 ページ - Beasts, and all cattle; creeping things, and flying fowl: Kings of the earth, and all people; princes, and all judges of the earth: Both young men, and maidens ; old men, and children: Let them praise the name of the
124 ページ - All day thy wings have fanned, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend
212 ページ - As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought 10 To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not: Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour 15 With music sweet as love which overflows her bower:
233 ページ - Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. " Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.
288 ページ - yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard — All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard — For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord! Amen.

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