Standard Classics with Biographical Sketches and Helpful Notes: Arranged and Edited for Use in the Higher Grades of the Common Schools. A Fifth ReaderEducational Publishing Company, 1910 - 400 من الصفحات |
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... Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome . [ The augurs have foretold good luck , and the muster is complete ] There be thirty chosen prophets , The wisest of the land , Who alway by Lars Porsena Both morn ...
... Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome . [ The augurs have foretold good luck , and the muster is complete ] There be thirty chosen prophets , The wisest of the land , Who alway by Lars Porsena Both morn ...
الصفحة 21
... round the fatal place . But all Etruria's noblest Felt their hearts sink to see On the earth the bloody corpses , In the path the dauntless Three : And , from the ghastly entrance Where those bold Romans stood , 415 420 425 430 435 440 ...
... round the fatal place . But all Etruria's noblest Felt their hearts sink to see On the earth the bloody corpses , In the path the dauntless Three : And , from the ghastly entrance Where those bold Romans stood , 415 420 425 430 435 440 ...
الصفحة 23
... broad flood behind . " Down with him ! " cried false Sextus , With a smile on his pale face . " Now yield thee , " cried Lars Porsena , " Now yield thee to our grace . " 485 490 495 500 505 510 515 520 Round turned STANDARD CLASSICS 23.
... broad flood behind . " Down with him ! " cried false Sextus , With a smile on his pale face . " Now yield thee , " cried Lars Porsena , " Now yield thee to our grace . " 485 490 495 500 505 510 515 520 Round turned STANDARD CLASSICS 23.
الصفحة 24
... Round turned he , as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena , To Sextus nought spake he ; But he saw on Palatinus The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers ...
... Round turned he , as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena , To Sextus nought spake he ; But he saw on Palatinus The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers ...
الصفحة 25
... round him throng the Fathers To press his gory hands ; And now , with shouts and clapping , And noise of weeping loud , He enters through the River - gate , Borne by the joyous crowd . [ The Singer tells what Rome did to reward the hero ...
... round him throng the Fathers To press his gory hands ; And now , with shouts and clapping , And noise of weeping loud , He enters through the River - gate , Borne by the joyous crowd . [ The Singer tells what Rome did to reward the hero ...
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Acadian Annie Antonio Arretium Bassanio beautiful behold beneath bird blessing brother called charms cheer Clusium cried dark dear door duke Enoch Ernest Etruria Etruscan Evangeline eyes father forest forest of Arden Ganymede Gathergold gave gazed Gluck Goldsmith Grand-Pré grave gray hand happy head heard heart heaven hill hope Ichabod Ichabod Crane Julius Cæsar knew lady land Lars Porsena Latium living looked maiden morning mother mountain neighboring never night o'er Oliver Goldsmith Orlando passed poem poet poetry Portia Rip Van Winkle Rosalind rose round seemed shore Shylock side silent Sir Launfal smile sorrow soul sound spirit Stone Face stood story stream sweet thee thou thought Tiber Treasure Valley trees turned Umbria valley village voice weary wild wind Winkle wood words young ΙΟ
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الصفحة 350 - ... 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 hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, — Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt...
الصفحة 279 - But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered Till I scarcely more than muttered, 'Other friends have flown before On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, 'Nevermore.' Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, 'Doubtless...
الصفحة 400 - Gentlemen may cry, Peace, peace! — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms ! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What •would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me...
الصفحة 179 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, - the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods - rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
الصفحة 39 - I have no purpose, directly or indirectly, to interfere with the institution of slavery in the States where it exists. I believe I have no lawful right to do so; and I have no inclination to do so.
الصفحة 304 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
الصفحة 400 - They tell us, sir, that we are weak, unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger ? Will it be the next week, or the next year ? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house ? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction?
الصفحة 400 - Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone ; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.
الصفحة 260 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
الصفحة 400 - Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery ! Our chains are forged ; their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable — and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, peace; but there is no peace.