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الصفحة vii
... SLEEP THE BRAVE 101. MARCO BOZZARIS 102. THE STAR - SPANGLED BANNER - Illustrated 103. HALLOWED GROUND . 104. BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE John Pierpont . 371 Samuel Francis Smith . 372 Sir William Jones . 374 William Collins . 375 Fitz ...
... SLEEP THE BRAVE 101. MARCO BOZZARIS 102. THE STAR - SPANGLED BANNER - Illustrated 103. HALLOWED GROUND . 104. BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE John Pierpont . 371 Samuel Francis Smith . 372 Sir William Jones . 374 William Collins . 375 Fitz ...
الصفحة 37
... sleep there . He saw the bread , the clothes , the money , and the group of people waiting around . He knew that he had slept , and realized that all these things had come to him as he dreamed . Why , he sat down hands , and sobbed 10 ...
... sleep there . He saw the bread , the clothes , the money , and the group of people waiting around . He knew that he had slept , and realized that all these things had come to him as he dreamed . Why , he sat down hands , and sobbed 10 ...
الصفحة 43
... sleep and fatigue ! To call him , or to make a noise , I dared not : to escape alone was impossible . The window was not high , but in the yard below were two great dogs , howling like wolves . 11. In what an agony I was , imagine if ...
... sleep and fatigue ! To call him , or to make a noise , I dared not : to escape alone was impossible . The window was not high , but in the yard below were two great dogs , howling like wolves . 11. In what an agony I was , imagine if ...
الصفحة 57
... simply the rhetorical pause , and the syllables are marked long and short . 66 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 READING POETRY . 57.
... simply the rhetorical pause , and the syllables are marked long and short . 66 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 READING POETRY . 57.
الصفحة 58
Marshman William Hazen. But little he'll reck | if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton | has laid him . ” 16. Each perfect line contains a certain number of feet , and in this stanza each foot except one has two or three ...
Marshman William Hazen. But little he'll reck | if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton | has laid him . ” 16. Each perfect line contains a certain number of feet , and in this stanza each foot except one has two or three ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة xviii - Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land!
الصفحة 380 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
الصفحة 246 - When he prepared the heavens, I was there; when he set a compass upon the face of the depth; when he established the clouds above; when he strengthened the fountains of the deep; when he gave to the sea his decree, that the waters should not pass his commandment ; when he appointed the foundations of the earth : then I was by him, as one brought up with him; and I was daily his delight, rejoicing always before him; rejoicing in the habitable part of his earth; and my delights were with the sons of...
الصفحة 256 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand ; the gate With dreadful faces thronged, and fiery arms.
الصفحة 197 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
الصفحة 329 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft ; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
الصفحة 255 - Henceforth I learn, that to obey is best, And love, with fear, the only God ; to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend...
الصفحة 388 - WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread, — • Stitch— stitch— stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the "Song of the Shirt!
الصفحة 386 - Men! with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once, with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
الصفحة 246 - The Lord possessed me in the beginning of his way, before his works of old. I was set up from everlasting, from the beginning, or ever the earth was. When there were no depths, I was brought forth; when there were no fountains abounding with water. Before the mountains were settled, before the hills was I brought forth : While as yet he had not made the earth, nor the fields, nor the highest part of the dust of the world.