The Heath Readers by Grades, المجلد 2D.C. Heath & Company, 1907 |
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... better not cut any more off . " Snip ! went the great scissors again while Tom was speaking ; and he couldn't help feeling it was rather good fun ; Maggie would look so queer . " Here , Tom , cut it behind for me , " said Maggie ...
... better not cut any more off . " Snip ! went the great scissors again while Tom was speaking ; and he couldn't help feeling it was rather good fun ; Maggie would look so queer . " Here , Tom , cut it behind for me , " said Maggie ...
الصفحة 14
... better come , you know . There's the desserts , you know . " Maggie's tears had ceased , and she looked reflec- tive as Tom left her . His good nature had taken off the keenest edge of her suffering . Slowly she rose from among her ...
... better come , you know . There's the desserts , you know . " Maggie's tears had ceased , and she looked reflec- tive as Tom left her . His good nature had taken off the keenest edge of her suffering . Slowly she rose from among her ...
الصفحة 28
... better books . An acquaintance with the apprentices of book- sellers enabled me sometimes to borrow a small book , which I was careful to return soon and clean . Often I sat up in my room reading the greatest part of the night , when ...
... better books . An acquaintance with the apprentices of book- sellers enabled me sometimes to borrow a small book , which I was careful to return soon and clean . Often I sat up in my room reading the greatest part of the night , when ...
الصفحة 14
... better come , you know . There's the desserts , you know . " Maggie's tears had ceased , and she looked reflec- tive as Tom left her . His good nature had taken off the keenest edge of her suffering . Slowly she rose from among her ...
... better come , you know . There's the desserts , you know . " Maggie's tears had ceased , and she looked reflec- tive as Tom left her . His good nature had taken off the keenest edge of her suffering . Slowly she rose from among her ...
الصفحة 27
... better than that of my father , but still had a hankering for the sea . To prevent the dreaded effect of such an inclination , my father was impa- tient to have me bound to my brother . I stood out some time , but at last was persuaded ...
... better than that of my father , but still had a hankering for the sea . To prevent the dreaded effect of such an inclination , my father was impa- tient to have me bound to my brother . I stood out some time , but at last was persuaded ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Annabel Lee Antonio arms Aunt Bassanio began Blount boat called captain child cloak cloud Cranford cried dear earth eyes fair father fire flesh friends gave gentlemen give Glegg gold Gratiano hair hand head hear heard heart Heidegger honor Horatius JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER Joseph Addison Kezia king lady land Lars Porsena laugh looked lord loud Lowell Maggie Majesty morning mountain Nerissa never night noble Noroway o'er Pilgrim's Progress poem poet poor Porsena Portia queen Raleigh replied ring Rip Van Winkle river Rome seemed seen ship Shylock side Sir Patrick Spens soon stood tell thee THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY Thor thou thought told took town trees Tulliver turned Vanity village voice widow Wycherly wild wind Wolfe words young youth
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الصفحة 188 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we — And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
الصفحة 101 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
الصفحة 47 - 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.
الصفحة 12 - 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 175 - Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
الصفحة 20 - THE SEA. The Sea ! the Sea ! the open Sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.
الصفحة 45 - The old Dutch inhabitants, however, almost universally gave it full credit. Even to this day they never hear a thunder-storm of a summer afternoon about the Kaatskill, but they say Hendrick Hudson and his crew are at their game of ninepins...
الصفحة 34 - On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. "Surely," thought Rip, "I have not slept here all night.
الصفحة 30 - By comparing my work afterward with the original, I discovered many faults and amended them ; but I sometimes had the pleasure of fancying that, in certain particulars of small import, I had been lucky enough to improve the method or the language, and this encouraged me to think I might possibly in time come to be a tolerable English writer, of which I was extremely ambitious.
الصفحة 48 - 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 ! But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing.