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الصفحة 9
... look of wisdom supernal . Father of twenty children was he , and more than a hundred Children's children rode on his knee , and heard his great watch tick . Four long years in the times of the war had he languished a captive , Suffering ...
... look of wisdom supernal . Father of twenty children was he , and more than a hundred Children's children rode on his knee , and heard his great watch tick . Four long years in the times of the war had he languished a captive , Suffering ...
الصفحة 15
... looks and words the disconsolate hearts of the women , As o'er the darkening fields with lingering steps they departed , Urged by their household cares , and the weary feet of their children . Down sank the great red sun , and in golden ...
... looks and words the disconsolate hearts of the women , As o'er the darkening fields with lingering steps they departed , Urged by their household cares , and the weary feet of their children . Down sank the great red sun , and in golden ...
الصفحة 20
... looks of saddest compassion . Still the blaze of the burning village illumined the landscape , Reddened the sky overhead , and gleamed on the faces around her , And like the day of doom it seemed to her wavering senses . Then a familiar ...
... looks of saddest compassion . Still the blaze of the burning village illumined the landscape , Reddened the sky overhead , and gleamed on the faces around her , And like the day of doom it seemed to her wavering senses . Then a familiar ...
الصفحة 28
... look of its master . Roundabout him were numberless herds of kine , that were grazing Quietly in the meadows , and breathing the vapoury freshness That uprose from the river , and spread itself over the landscape . Slowly lifting the ...
... look of its master . Roundabout him were numberless herds of kine , that were grazing Quietly in the meadows , and breathing the vapoury freshness That uprose from the river , and spread itself over the landscape . Slowly lifting the ...
الصفحة 36
... Look at this delicate plant that lifts its head from the meadow , See how its leaves all point to the north , as true as the magnet ; It is the compass - flower , that the finger of God hath suspended Here on its fragile stalk , to ...
... Look at this delicate plant that lifts its head from the meadow , See how its leaves all point to the north , as true as the magnet ; It is the compass - flower , that the finger of God hath suspended Here on its fragile stalk , to ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Acadian Alden Angel answered arrows beautiful behold bells beneath birds breath bright clouds cried CUTH Dacotahs dark dead death door dream earth ELSIE Evangeline eyes face father fear feet Filled flowers forest gazed gleam golden grave hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha Hoheneck holy John Alden Kenabeek King Olaf land Laughing Laughing Water light listen little Hiawatha look Lord loud LUCIF maiden meadow Miles Standish Minnesinger Mondamin monk moon morning Mudjekeewis night Nokomis o'er Osseo passed Pau-Puk-Keewis Plymouth prayer Prince Priscilla river rose round sail Salern Sandalphon sang seemed shadows shining Sigrid the Haughty silent singing sleep song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake stand stars stood strong sunshine sweet Tharaw thee thought unto village voice walls wampum wandered wave Wenonah whispered wigwam wild wind words youth
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الصفحة 144 - The heights by great men reached and kept, Were not attained by sudden flight ; But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night.
الصفحة 113 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each, burning deed and thought.
الصفحة 62 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great : Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
الصفحة 45 - 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 484 - If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
الصفحة 286 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the black wharves and the slips, And the sea-tides tossing free ; And Spanish sailors with bearded lips. And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
الصفحة 93 - He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat, Against the stinging blast ; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast. " O father ! I hear the church-bells ring, O, say, what may it be?
الصفحة 92 - IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.
الصفحة 49 - Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
الصفحة 45 - There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. 'Shall I have nought that is fair?' saith he, 'Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again.