A Modern Reader and Speaker |
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الصفحة 49
The same things were there materially ; but the emblem , the reference , was
gone ! The lights - the orchestra lights — came up a clumsy machinery . The first
ring , and the second ring , was now but a trick of the prompter ' s bell — which
had ...
The same things were there materially ; but the emblem , the reference , was
gone ! The lights - the orchestra lights — came up a clumsy machinery . The first
ring , and the second ring , was now but a trick of the prompter ' s bell — which
had ...
الصفحة 60
He found the house gone to decay - - the roof fallen in , the windows shattered ,
and the doors off the hinges . A half - starved dog , that looked like Wolf , was
skulking about it . Rip called him by name , but the cur snarled , showed his teeth
...
He found the house gone to decay - - the roof fallen in , the windows shattered ,
and the doors off the hinges . A half - starved dog , that looked like Wolf , was
skulking about it . Rip called him by name , but the cur snarled , showed his teeth
...
الصفحة 62
There was a silence for a little while , when an old man replied , in a thin piping
voice , “ Nicholas Vedder ? why , he is dead and gone these eighteen years !
There was a wooden tomb - stone in the church - yard that used to tell all about
him ...
There was a silence for a little while , when an old man replied , in a thin piping
voice , “ Nicholas Vedder ? why , he is dead and gone these eighteen years !
There was a wooden tomb - stone in the church - yard that used to tell all about
him ...
الصفحة 91
Neither do I think that the Rebellion has gone entirely unpunished . I ask you ,
had the rebels nothing to lose but their lives and their offices ? Look at it . There
was a proud and arrogant aristocracy , planting their feet on the necks of the ...
Neither do I think that the Rebellion has gone entirely unpunished . I ask you ,
had the rebels nothing to lose but their lives and their offices ? Look at it . There
was a proud and arrogant aristocracy , planting their feet on the necks of the ...
الصفحة 101
When the sisters sat over against the door of the sepulcher , did they see the two
thousand years that have passed triumphing away ? Did they see anything but
this : “ Our Christ is gone " ? And yet your Christ and my Christ came from their ...
When the sisters sat over against the door of the sepulcher , did they see the two
thousand years that have passed triumphing away ? Did they see anything but
this : “ Our Christ is gone " ? And yet your Christ and my Christ came from their ...
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الصفحة 623 - O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
الصفحة 295 - Both read the same Bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes his aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces ; but let us judge not, that we be not judged.
الصفحة 585 - customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree : Another came, nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood, was he; "The next, with dirges due, in sad array, Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
الصفحة 583 - Th' applause of list'ning 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.
الصفحة 341 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat -oppressed brain?
الصفحة 622 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
الصفحة 584 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?
الصفحة 295 - Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the...
الصفحة 582 - Await alike th' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise. Where, through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honor's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull, cold ear of Death...
الصفحة 56 - On nearer approach he was still more surprised at the singularity of the stranger's appearance. He was a short, square-built old fellow, with thick bushy hair, and a grizzled beard.
معلومات المراجع
| العنوان | A Modern Reader and Speaker |
| المُحرر | George Riddle |
| الناشر | H. S. Stone, 1902 |
| أصلي من | جامعة هارفارد |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 7 أيار (مايو) 2008 |
| عدد الصفحات | 629 من الصفحات |
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