The London readers. First (-Sixth) reader1878 |
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... height of two or three hundred feet , bending his course to either side , his wings wide spread , his neck and feet retracted , now beating the air , and again sailing smoothly . Suddenly he stops , poises himself for a moment , stoops ...
... height of two or three hundred feet , bending his course to either side , his wings wide spread , his neck and feet retracted , now beating the air , and again sailing smoothly . Suddenly he stops , poises himself for a moment , stoops ...
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... height of ten feet . There was no time for thought — I bent my head and dashed madly forward . The wolves sprang ; but , miscalculating my speed , fell behind , while their intended prey glided out upon the river . Nature turned me ...
... height of ten feet . There was no time for thought — I bent my head and dashed madly forward . The wolves sprang ; but , miscalculating my speed , fell behind , while their intended prey glided out upon the river . Nature turned me ...
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... height for the hand to reach , formed a roof over the seat . 2. There are always many who are already , even in their tender years , fighting with a mature and manful courage the battle of life . When they feel themselves lonely amidst ...
... height for the hand to reach , formed a roof over the seat . 2. There are always many who are already , even in their tender years , fighting with a mature and manful courage the battle of life . When they feel themselves lonely amidst ...
الصفحة 58
... and , ringing down the precipice , falls at his mother's feet . An involuntary groan of despair runs like a death- knell through the channel below , and all is still as a grave . At a height of nearly three hundred feet 58 FIFTH READER .
... and , ringing down the precipice , falls at his mother's feet . An involuntary groan of despair runs like a death- knell through the channel below , and all is still as a grave . At a height of nearly three hundred feet 58 FIFTH READER .
الصفحة 59
London readers. grave . At a height of nearly three hundred feet , the devoted boy lifts his hopeless heart and closing eyes to commend his soul to God . ' Tis but a mo- ment - there ! one foot swings off ! -he is reeling -trembling ...
London readers. grave . At a height of nearly three hundred feet , the devoted boy lifts his hopeless heart and closing eyes to commend his soul to God . ' Tis but a mo- ment - there ! one foot swings off ! -he is reeling -trembling ...
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الصفحة 281 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place: The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose...
الصفحة 283 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
الصفحة 244 - No more shall nation against nation rise, Nor ardent warriors meet, with hateful eyes ; Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o'er ; The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more; But useless lances into scythes shall bend, And the broad falchion in a ploughshare end.
الصفحة 281 - And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew. That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumphed is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye...
الصفحة 286 - Pr'ythee, lead me in : There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny : 'tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
الصفحة 275 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more...
الصفحة 282 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
الصفحة 28 - There was no trace by which the name of the ship could be ascertained. The wreck had evidently drifted about for many months. Clusters of shell-fish had fastened about it, and long seaweeds flaunted at its sides. But where, thought I, is the crew?
الصفحة 247 - And the dolphins bared their backs of gold; And never was heard such an outcry wild As welcomed to life the ocean-child!
الصفحة 285 - Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not...