The Golden Deed Book: A School Reader, Volum 6Macmillan, 1913 - 351 pàgines "This series ... introduces the pupil ... to the subject matter of morals, by means of fairy tale, myth, fable, allegory, parable, legend, stories of real life, of heroes and heroines, biography, and historical incident."--Preface. |
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Pàgina 115
... rock is moved by some stone that is thrown at it . On the other hand , Talus dealt him such a blow that he laid him prostrate on the ground . Ere he could recover himself , Talus had seized him in an iron grip , and forced him to follow ...
... rock is moved by some stone that is thrown at it . On the other hand , Talus dealt him such a blow that he laid him prostrate on the ground . Ere he could recover himself , Talus had seized him in an iron grip , and forced him to follow ...
Pàgina 171
... rock and mused upon the landscape spread out at my feet . How unchanged to my out- ward eye , how changed to my inward vision ! From nearly every one of the dozens of homesteads within my view , the old people whom I had known so well ...
... rock and mused upon the landscape spread out at my feet . How unchanged to my out- ward eye , how changed to my inward vision ! From nearly every one of the dozens of homesteads within my view , the old people whom I had known so well ...
Pàgina 224
... Rocks to starboard , rocks to port , all the passage scarred and scored , Shall the Formidable here with her twelve ... rock stands or water runs , Not a ship will leave the bay ! " Then was called a council straight . Brief and bitter ...
... Rocks to starboard , rocks to port , all the passage scarred and scored , Shall the Formidable here with her twelve ... rock stands or water runs , Not a ship will leave the bay ! " Then was called a council straight . Brief and bitter ...
Pàgina 227
... rock , How they follow in a flock , Not a ship that misbehaves , not a keel that grates the ground , Not a spar that comes to grief ! The peril , see , is past , All are harbored to the last , And just as Hervé Riel hollas " Anchor ...
... rock , How they follow in a flock , Not a ship that misbehaves , not a keel that grates the ground , Not a spar that comes to grief ! The peril , see , is past , All are harbored to the last , And just as Hervé Riel hollas " Anchor ...
Pàgina 248
... rock ; ' Tis but the flapping of the sail , And not a rent made by the gale ! In 248 THE GOLDEN DEED BOOK THE SHIP OF STATE GEORGE WASHINGTON THE BIVOUAC OF THE DEAD BATTLE OF WATERLOO George Washington Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
... rock ; ' Tis but the flapping of the sail , And not a rent made by the gale ! In 248 THE GOLDEN DEED BOOK THE SHIP OF STATE GEORGE WASHINGTON THE BIVOUAC OF THE DEAD BATTLE OF WATERLOO George Washington Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 213 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
Pàgina 237 - He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill : Did this in Caesar seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried, Csesar hath wept ; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff : Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honorable man.
Pàgina 214 - Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Pàgina 157 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Pàgina 272 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on Life's parade shall meet TJiat brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Pàgina 239 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Pàgina 240 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Pàgina 129 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Pàgina 158 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings :Build thee more stately mansions...
Pàgina 335 - I SING of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, Of April, May, of June and July flowers...