Literature Reader, المجلد 7California state printing office, 1916 |
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... wood fire , and where , of course , no specter dared to show its face , it was dearly purchased by the terrors of his subsequent walk homewards . What fearful shapes and shadows beset his path amidst the 16 SEVENTH YEAR LITERATURE READER.
... wood fire , and where , of course , no specter dared to show its face , it was dearly purchased by the terrors of his subsequent walk homewards . What fearful shapes and shadows beset his path amidst the 16 SEVENTH YEAR LITERATURE READER.
الصفحة 30
... face of Hans Van Ripper and every other niggardly patron , and kick any itinerant pedagogue out of doors that should dare to call him comrade . 44. Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated with content and ...
... face of Hans Van Ripper and every other niggardly patron , and kick any itinerant pedagogue out of doors that should dare to call him comrade . 44. Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated with content and ...
الصفحة 31
... faces at every door and window , gazing with delight at the scene , rolling their white eyeballs , and showing grinning rows of ivory from ear to ear . How could the flogger of urchins be otherwise than animated and joyous ? The lady of ...
... faces at every door and window , gazing with delight at the scene , rolling their white eyeballs , and showing grinning rows of ivory from ear to ear . How could the flogger of urchins be otherwise than animated and joyous ? The lady of ...
الصفحة 84
... face with large gray eyes , whose brightness was softened by very long lashes . Her face was open and fresh as a newly blown rose before sunrise . Again and again I found my eyes turning to the rose - like face , and each time the gray ...
... face with large gray eyes , whose brightness was softened by very long lashes . Her face was open and fresh as a newly blown rose before sunrise . Again and again I found my eyes turning to the rose - like face , and each time the gray ...
الصفحة 85
... face : " Amid the permutations and com- binations of the actors and the forces which make up the great kaleidoscope of history , we often and that a turn of Destiny's hand— ' ' " Why , bless the baby ! " I thought , looking down into ...
... face : " Amid the permutations and com- binations of the actors and the forces which make up the great kaleidoscope of history , we often and that a turn of Destiny's hand— ' ' " Why , bless the baby ! " I thought , looking down into ...
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الصفحة 362 - Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth: But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also. And if any man will sue thee at the law, and take away thy coat, let him have thy cloak also. And whosoever shall compel thee to go a mile, go with him twain.
الصفحة 101 - 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 101 - 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!
الصفحة 97 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ! And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 71 - 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 hair.
الصفحة 65 - Step and prop-iron, bolt and screw, Spring, tire, axle, and linchpin too, Steel of the finest, bright and blue; Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died. That was the way he "put her through.
الصفحة 70 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
الصفحة 97 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
الصفحة 101 - 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?
الصفحة 333 - Nicholas Vedder?" 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 tombstone in the church-yard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.