The New Century First [-- ] Reader, كتاب 4Rand, McNally & Company, 1899 |
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... Stars The Retreat from Mexico Hunting the Grizzly Nathan Hale Fulton's First Steamboat Sheridan's Ride The Heavens The Capture of Quebec Pibroch of Donald Dhu Tom Brown at Oxford The Epic of the Lion Ichabod Crane's Adventure Harold's ...
... Stars The Retreat from Mexico Hunting the Grizzly Nathan Hale Fulton's First Steamboat Sheridan's Ride The Heavens The Capture of Quebec Pibroch of Donald Dhu Tom Brown at Oxford The Epic of the Lion Ichabod Crane's Adventure Harold's ...
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... stars that shine And twinkle on the milky - way , They stretched in never - ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I at a glance , Tossing their heads in sprightly dance . The waves beside them danced , but they Outdid ...
... stars that shine And twinkle on the milky - way , They stretched in never - ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I at a glance , Tossing their heads in sprightly dance . The waves beside them danced , but they Outdid ...
الصفحة 57
... stars . When on my goodly charger borne Thro ' dreaming towns I go , The cock crows e'er the Christmas morn , The streets are dumb with snow . The tempest crackles on the leads , And , ringing SIR GALAHAD . 57 Sir Galahad Alfred Tennyson.
... stars . When on my goodly charger borne Thro ' dreaming towns I go , The cock crows e'er the Christmas morn , The streets are dumb with snow . The tempest crackles on the leads , And , ringing SIR GALAHAD . 57 Sir Galahad Alfred Tennyson.
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... star , which is the apex of a reach of space that we can write in figures , but which we could not have counted off yet if we had begun six thou- sand years ago , and given each second to a mile . a ' pěx , the tip . elō ' ven , split ...
... star , which is the apex of a reach of space that we can write in figures , but which we could not have counted off yet if we had begun six thou- sand years ago , and given each second to a mile . a ' pěx , the tip . elō ' ven , split ...
الصفحة 105
... , And find the prize in you . I trust you as I trust the stars ; Nor cruel loss , nor scoff of pride , Nor beggary , nor dungeon bars , Can move you from my side ! As patient under injury As any Christian saint of old THE DOG . 105.
... , And find the prize in you . I trust you as I trust the stars ; Nor cruel loss , nor scoff of pride , Nor beggary , nor dungeon bars , Can move you from my side ! As patient under injury As any Christian saint of old THE DOG . 105.
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animal army band of horses beautiful bird blessed Blossom boat buried burning CAMILLE FLAMMARION candle cheer child cloud color cried dark dear earth Ephrath eyes face father fear feet fell fight fire flame flower friends galloped gold ground Gulf Stream hand head hear heard heart heaven horse Hubert Hugh Ichabod JEAN INGELOW John Hull Joseph King knew land light live look Manasseh miles morning mountain never night oŭs passed pibroch Polly Poor Richard says Prince John Rip Van Winkle rose tree sandpiper SANTA CLARA COUNTY seemed seen shillings ship side sight silver smile soldiers stars stood tell thee things thou thought thousand tion Toil turned unto voice waves white ant wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind woods young
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 208 - Methinks I hear some of you say, Must a Man afford himself no Leisure ? I will tell thee, my friend, what Poor Richard says, Employ thy Time well, if thou meanest to gain Leisure; and, since thou art not sure of a Minute, throw not away an hour.
الصفحة 164 - I am to be gathered unto my people : bury me with my fathers in the cave that is in the field of Ephron the Hittite, in the cave that is in the field of Machpelah, which is before Mamre, in the land of Canaan, which Abraham bought with the field of Ephron the Hittite for a possession of a buryingplace. There they buried Abraham and Sarah his wife ; there they buried Isaac and Rebekah his wife ; and there I buried Leah.
الصفحة 133 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
الصفحة 119 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone. Will lead my steps aright.
الصفحة 225 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
الصفحة 25 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
الصفحة 205 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy : You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well...
الصفحة 259 - UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
الصفحة 217 - Tory! a Tory! a spy! a refugee! hustle him! away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the selfimportant man in the cocked hat restored order; and, having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit, what he came there for, and whom he was seeking? The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors, who used to keep about the tavern. "Well — who are they? — name them.
الصفحة 218 - I am your father !" cried he. "Young Rip Van Winkle once — old Rip Van Winkle now ! Does nobody know poor Rip Van Winkle?" All stood amazed, until an old woman, tottering out from among the crowd, put her hand to her brow, and peering under it in his face for a moment, exclaimed : "Sure enough ! It is Rip Van Winkle — it is himself. Welcome home again, old neighbor. Why, where have you been these twenty long years?