Dictation Day by Day: A Modern SpellerMacmillan Company, 1909 |
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... wind came up And said , " O mists , make room for me . " It said unto the forest , " Shout ! Hang all your leafy banners out ! " It touched the wood - bird's folded wing , And said , " O bird , awake and sing . " - HENRY W. LONGFELLOW ...
... wind came up And said , " O mists , make room for me . " It said unto the forest , " Shout ! Hang all your leafy banners out ! " It touched the wood - bird's folded wing , And said , " O bird , awake and sing . " - HENRY W. LONGFELLOW ...
الصفحة 41
... , There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree , There's a smile on the fruit , and a smile on the flower , And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea . And look at the broad - faced sun , how SELECTIONS FOR MEMORIZING 41.
... , There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree , There's a smile on the fruit , and a smile on the flower , And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea . And look at the broad - faced sun , how SELECTIONS FOR MEMORIZING 41.
الصفحة 48
... his course for Scotland's shore . So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky , They cannot see the sun on high ; The wind hath blown a gale all day , At evening it hath died away . On the deck the Rover takes his stand ; So 48 DICTATION DAY BY ...
... his course for Scotland's shore . So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky , They cannot see the sun on high ; The wind hath blown a gale all day , At evening it hath died away . On the deck the Rover takes his stand ; So 48 DICTATION DAY BY ...
الصفحة 49
... wind hath fallen , they drift along , Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock ; Cried they , " It is the Inchcape Rock ! " Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair . And curst himself in his despair ; The waves rushed in on every side ...
... wind hath fallen , they drift along , Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock ; Cried they , " It is the Inchcape Rock ! " Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair . And curst himself in his despair ; The waves rushed in on every side ...
الصفحة 50
... wind , Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen , Because thou art not seen , Although thy breath be rude . Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou ...
... wind , Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen , Because thou art not seen , Although thy breath be rude . Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou ...
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الصفحة 45 - 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...
الصفحة 39 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
الصفحة 53 - From the celestial walls! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from above; The calm, majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love. I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, The manifold, soft chimes, That fill the haunted chambers of the Night, Like some old poet's rhymes. From the cool cisterns of the midnight air, My spirit drank repose; The fountain of perpetual peace flows there, — From those deep cisterns flows.
الصفحة 114 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventyfive ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, "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...
الصفحة 44 - Woodman, spare that tree ! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties...
الصفحة 83 - 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 41 - Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land ? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. 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.
الصفحة 17 - It hailed the ships, and cried, "Sail on, Ye mariners, the night is gone." And hurried landward far away, Crying, " Awake ! it is the day." It said unto the forest, " Shout ! Hang all your leafy banners out ! " It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, And said, "O bird, awake and sing.
الصفحة 42 - And a feeling of sadness conies o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
الصفحة 38 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets — Come hither, come hither, come hither!