A Second Class ReaderSwan, Brewer and Tileston, 1861 - 278 pàgines |
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Pàgina xlii
... wing , gang fang pang , hung tongue sung , gong wrong song - ringing longing , harpstring lustring- anger linger stronger younger banker anchor thinking sprinkling . Dividing and gliding and sliding and sprinkling and twinkling and ...
... wing , gang fang pang , hung tongue sung , gong wrong song - ringing longing , harpstring lustring- anger linger stronger younger banker anchor thinking sprinkling . Dividing and gliding and sliding and sprinkling and twinkling and ...
Pàgina 13
... wing , " over the hills and far away . " Caw ! caw ! caw ! You didn't catch him that time . He is very well aware that you intend to kill him - if you can . He just wants to see you try it- that's all . VI . HIAWATHA'S HUNTING ...
... wing , " over the hills and far away . " Caw ! caw ! caw ! You didn't catch him that time . He is very well aware that you intend to kill him - if you can . He just wants to see you try it- that's all . VI . HIAWATHA'S HUNTING ...
Pàgina 19
... wings , But I wish that fate had left me free To wander these quiet haunts with thee , Till the eating cares of earth should depart , And the peace of the scene pass into my heart ; And I envy thy stream , as it glides along Through its ...
... wings , But I wish that fate had left me free To wander these quiet haunts with thee , Till the eating cares of earth should depart , And the peace of the scene pass into my heart ; And I envy thy stream , as it glides along Through its ...
Pàgina 23
... wings . х How oft I've seen , at early dawn , Or twilight's quiet hour , The swallows , in their joyous glee , Come darting round thy tower , As if with thee to hail the sun , And catch his earliest light , And offer ye the morn's ...
... wings . х How oft I've seen , at early dawn , Or twilight's quiet hour , The swallows , in their joyous glee , Come darting round thy tower , As if with thee to hail the sun , And catch his earliest light , And offer ye the morn's ...
Pàgina 47
... wing's impatient zeal Is the pure soul that rests not , pent Within this world's gross element , But takes the wing that God has given , And rises into light and heaven . But when I see that wing , so bright , Grow languid with a ...
... wing's impatient zeal Is the pure soul that rests not , pent Within this world's gross element , But takes the wing that God has given , And rises into light and heaven . But when I see that wing , so bright , Grow languid with a ...
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A Second Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts, in Prose and Verse, for the ... George Stillman Hillard Visualització completa - 1858 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina xxx - 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.
Pàgina 7 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. « Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Pàgina 243 - And in far other scenes! For I was reared In the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds, Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags...
Pàgina 14 - Go, my son, into the forest, Where the red deer herd together, Kill for us a famous roebuck, Kill for us a deer with antlers!" Forth into the forest straightway All alone walked Hiawatha Proudly, with his bow and arrows; And the birds sang round him, o'er him, "Do not shoot us, Hiawatha!
Pàgina 257 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Pàgina 202 - Than those of age•, thy forehead wrapped in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne A sliding car, indebted to no wheels, But urged by storms along its slippery way, I love thee, all unlovely as thou seem'st, And dreaded as thou art...
Pàgina 87 - As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows, Useless each without the other!
Pàgina 57 - WOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand — Thy axe shall harm it not! That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies!
Pàgina 8 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Pàgina 104 - OFT has it been my lot to mark A proud, conceited, talking spark, With eyes that hardly served at most To guard their master 'gainst a post ; Yet round the world the blade has been, To see whatever could be seen. Returning from his...