The Heart of Oak Books, المجلد 5Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne D.C. Heath & Company, 1895 |
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... body of reading , adapted to the progressive needs of childhood and youth , chosen from the masterpieces of the literature of the English - speaking race . For the most part they are pieces already familiar and long accepted as among ...
... body of reading , adapted to the progressive needs of childhood and youth , chosen from the masterpieces of the literature of the English - speaking race . For the most part they are pieces already familiar and long accepted as among ...
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... body they tried to lay hands on ; And so having buried King Louis They loyally served his great - grandson . " God save the beloved King Louis ! ( For so he was nicknamed by some , ) And now came my father to do his King's orders and ...
... body they tried to lay hands on ; And so having buried King Louis They loyally served his great - grandson . " God save the beloved King Louis ! ( For so he was nicknamed by some , ) And now came my father to do his King's orders and ...
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... bodies . The people each day flocked around As she sat at her meat and her wine : ' Twas always the use of our nation To witness the sovereign dine . " Young virgins with fair golden tresses , Old silver - haired prelates and priests ...
... bodies . The people each day flocked around As she sat at her meat and her wine : ' Twas always the use of our nation To witness the sovereign dine . " Young virgins with fair golden tresses , Old silver - haired prelates and priests ...
الصفحة 93
... body with a musket , as he was a - dressing , he was again shot into the head , and withal his surgeon was wounded to death . This agreeth also with an examination taken by Sir Francis Godolphin of four other mariners of the same ship ...
... body with a musket , as he was a - dressing , he was again shot into the head , and withal his surgeon was wounded to death . This agreeth also with an examination taken by Sir Francis Godolphin of four other mariners of the same ship ...
الصفحة 96
... bodies of dead and wounded men like a slaughter house . Sir Richard answered that he might do with his body what he list , for he esteemed it not , and as 96 REPORT OF THE FIGHT ABOUT THE AZORES .
... bodies of dead and wounded men like a slaughter house . Sir Richard answered that he might do with his body what he list , for he esteemed it not , and as 96 REPORT OF THE FIGHT ABOUT THE AZORES .
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الصفحة 226 - 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 260 - Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not.
الصفحة 310 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
الصفحة 4 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
الصفحة 172 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
الصفحة 171 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. " And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
الصفحة 304 - twill cost a sigh, a tear ; Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not good-night, but in some brighter clime Bid me "Good-morning.
الصفحة 5 - custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. " The next, with dirges due in sad array, Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne ; Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
الصفحة 229 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
الصفحة 347 - Lyrical Ballads, in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic — yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief, for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.