First (-Third) historical reader. [With] Home-lesson book to the First (-Third) historical reader, كتاب 3 |
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... enemies will declare I quaked for fear . " 6. The Execution . Everything was ready ; he had said good - bye to his friends - when he turned to the exe- cutioner and asked to see the axe . The man held back . " Let me see it , pray ...
... enemies will declare I quaked for fear . " 6. The Execution . Everything was ready ; he had said good - bye to his friends - when he turned to the exe- cutioner and asked to see the axe . The man held back . " Let me see it , pray ...
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... enemy or even the attacks of pirates . Charles accordingly asked these towns for ships ; but he took care to ask for ships that were much larger than any they possessed . Of course they could not supply the king with the ships he asked ...
... enemy or even the attacks of pirates . Charles accordingly asked these towns for ships ; but he took care to ask for ships that were much larger than any they possessed . Of course they could not supply the king with the ships he asked ...
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... enemy confessed The virtues of thy noble breast . fu ' - ner - al pyre , a pile of wood on to ashes . which a dead body is laid and burned con - fessed ' , acknowledged Chalgrove is in Oxfordshire . Here a skirmish , in which Hampden ...
... enemy confessed The virtues of thy noble breast . fu ' - ner - al pyre , a pile of wood on to ashes . which a dead body is laid and burned con - fessed ' , acknowledged Chalgrove is in Oxfordshire . Here a skirmish , in which Hampden ...
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... enemies . - never 4. The Militia . - There was at this time no standing army in England ; and the country was defended by the farmers , yeomen , merchants , and shopkeepers , who were called out for a few days every year to be trained ...
... enemies . - never 4. The Militia . - There was at this time no standing army in England ; and the country was defended by the farmers , yeomen , merchants , and shopkeepers , who were called out for a few days every year to be trained ...
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... enemy . God made them as stubble to our swords . " de - sired ' , wished . law ' - less - ness , the breach of laws . com - mit ' - ted , done . re - tired ' , withdrew ; fell back upon . o ' - men , a sign foretelling either good or ...
... enemy . God made them as stubble to our swords . " de - sired ' , wished . law ' - less - ness , the breach of laws . com - mit ' - ted , done . re - tired ' , withdrew ; fell back upon . o ' - men , a sign foretelling either good or ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Anne army battle battle of Sheriffmuir Bill bishops Bradshaw brave British broke brought called Charles chief Church Clive Court Cromwell crown death defeated died Duke Edinburgh enemy England English fell fight fire fought France French friends gave gentlemen George George III German greatest hand head Highlanders House of Commons House of Lords House of Peers hundred India Ireland Irish James king king's land length lived London Long Parliament Lord Macaulay marched Marlborough Mary MASSACRE OF GLENCOE ment Monmouth Napoleon night officers Parlia party passed peace peers persons poem Prince prisoner Protestant Queen Raleigh ranks reign replied river Roman Catholic rose Scotch Scotland Scottish sent ships shouted soldiers South Sea South Sea Company Spain Strafford sword thought thousand throne took Tower town Trelawney troops victory Wellington Whig William William IV young
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 195 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
الصفحة 173 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! 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 on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
الصفحة 196 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
الصفحة 172 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
الصفحة 196 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips, — "The foe! They come! They come!" And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
الصفحة 206 - For ever silent; even if they broke In thunder, silent; yet remember all He spoke among you, and the Man who spoke ; Who never sold the truth to serve the hour, Nor palter'd with Eternal God for power; Who let the turbid streams of rumour flow Thro...
الصفحة 195 - Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated ; who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise?
الصفحة 153 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
الصفحة 172 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...