The pupil's manual of choice reading, arranged by T.B. Smith |
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الصفحة ix
... Light Brigade at Columbus on first beholding America .. Death of Wolfe .. Dying Gladiator , The George III . , The Reign of Gloucester's Speech to the No- bles Greece Greeks , The Ancient Jerusalem 62 PAR 3 13 1 0 I 329 3302 2 22 8 7 37 ...
... Light Brigade at Columbus on first beholding America .. Death of Wolfe .. Dying Gladiator , The George III . , The Reign of Gloucester's Speech to the No- bles Greece Greeks , The Ancient Jerusalem 62 PAR 3 13 1 0 I 329 3302 2 22 8 7 37 ...
الصفحة xi
... Light , Address to 189 The Life of God in the Soul of for All 202 Man ..... 154 Locksley Hall 192 The Nativity . 155 The Press 195 Man , Happiness of . 166 The Soul's Defiance 187 Men of the North 205 The True Poet .... 193 Milton on ...
... Light , Address to 189 The Life of God in the Soul of for All 202 Man ..... 154 Locksley Hall 192 The Nativity . 155 The Press 195 Man , Happiness of . 166 The Soul's Defiance 187 Men of the North 205 The True Poet .... 193 Milton on ...
الصفحة 3
... light that beams from God's own throne . And Rome - thy sterner , younger sister she Who awed the world with her imperial frown- Rome drew the spirit of her race from thee , - The rival of thy shame and thy renown . Yet her degenerate ...
... light that beams from God's own throne . And Rome - thy sterner , younger sister she Who awed the world with her imperial frown- Rome drew the spirit of her race from thee , - The rival of thy shame and thy renown . Yet her degenerate ...
الصفحة 4
... light The faltering footsteps in the path of right , - Each gleam of clearer brightness shed to aid In man's maturer day his bolder sight , - All blended , like the rainbow's radiant braid , - Pour yet , and still shall pour , the blaze ...
... light The faltering footsteps in the path of right , - Each gleam of clearer brightness shed to aid In man's maturer day his bolder sight , - All blended , like the rainbow's radiant braid , - Pour yet , and still shall pour , the blaze ...
الصفحة 5
... light His wondering people speed their flight Between the harmless streams . Onward the vengeful Pharoah flies , ' Mid Egypt's lordly chivalry- The mists of heaven are in their eyes , The greedy waves o'erwhelm their prize , And roar ...
... light His wondering people speed their flight Between the harmless streams . Onward the vengeful Pharoah flies , ' Mid Egypt's lordly chivalry- The mists of heaven are in their eyes , The greedy waves o'erwhelm their prize , And roar ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
arms battle beautiful behold bells birds blessing blood blood-hounds bosom brave breast breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar calm Cassius clouds Cromwell Culdees dark dead death deep doth earth England Erin go bragh eternal eyes Father feel fire flame flowers Gelert glorious glory grave hand hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre hills holy honour hour human HYDER ALI Inchcape Rock Jehovah king land Lars Porsena light living Lochiel look Lord loud lyre mighty mind morning mountains nature never night noble o'er ocean peace plain proud rise roar rock roll round RUFUS DAWES Saxon SHAKSPEARE shine shore silent sleep smile song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stars stood storm stream sublime sweet tempest thee thine thou thought thousand throne thunder toil truth Twas voice waters waves wild wind wings
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الصفحة 166 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the...
الصفحة 49 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
الصفحة 155 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
الصفحة 156 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
الصفحة 205 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
الصفحة 158 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior! In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!
الصفحة 44 - Cameron's gathering" rose, The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard,— and heard, too, have her Saxon foes; How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
الصفحة 147 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
الصفحة 57 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
الصفحة 44 - As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! Arm! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar! Within a window'd niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear...