The Crane Reader, المجلد 4Crane, 1902 |
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... began to suspect that the mintmaster would have the best of the bargain . They offered him a large sum of money if he would give up that twentieth shilling which he was continually dropping into his own . pocket . But Captain Hull ...
... began to suspect that the mintmaster would have the best of the bargain . They offered him a large sum of money if he would give up that twentieth shilling which he was continually dropping into his own . pocket . But Captain Hull ...
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... began to think his father- in - law had got possession of all the money in the Massachu- setts treasury . But it was only the mintmaster's honest share of the coinage . 7. Then the servants , at Captain Hull's command , heaped double ...
... began to think his father- in - law had got possession of all the money in the Massachu- setts treasury . But it was only the mintmaster's honest share of the coinage . 7. Then the servants , at Captain Hull's command , heaped double ...
الصفحة 46
... began life as a printer . His first writing was for his brother's paper . At the age of 17 he went to Philadelphia , and continued to work as a printer . Later , in 1729 , he established The Saturday Evening Post , the oldest newspaper ...
... began life as a printer . His first writing was for his brother's paper . At the age of 17 he went to Philadelphia , and continued to work as a printer . Later , in 1729 , he established The Saturday Evening Post , the oldest newspaper ...
الصفحة 83
... began newspaper work on the staff of the Morning Chronicle . In this paper appeared his Sketches by Boz . Following these he wrote many novels . The most noted of them are : David Copperfield , Pickwick Papers , Bleak House , and Tale ...
... began newspaper work on the staff of the Morning Chronicle . In this paper appeared his Sketches by Boz . Following these he wrote many novels . The most noted of them are : David Copperfield , Pickwick Papers , Bleak House , and Tale ...
الصفحة 90
... began to notice them . One day he threw a daily paper at their feet . They were wild with delight at this attention , which was kept up until the chil- dren's paper was as much expected as their father's daily . Jack began to think of ...
... began to notice them . One day he threw a daily paper at their feet . They were wild with delight at this attention , which was kept up until the chil- dren's paper was as much expected as their father's daily . Jack began to think of ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
ALICE CARY apple tree asked aunt Baucis beautiful began bird bless bobolink boys breath bright called CHARLES DICKENS child Colchis cottage cried DANIEL DEFOE David Copperfield dear door earth ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN eyes face father feet fell fire flowers girl give gold hands head hear heard heart Inchcape Inchcape Rock Jason JEAN INGELOW king knew land laughed LESSON life-boat live looked Macbeth MARY MAPES DODGE milk morning mother nest never night o'er oŭs Philemon and Baucis pitcher poems Polly poor Quicksilver Rip Van Winkle rock Scrooge seemed ship shore sing smile song soon soul star stood story stranger sweet ta'tion tell thee things thou thought took Trotwood turned village voice WASHINGTON IRVING waves weary wild wind Winkle woman words young
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 95 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
الصفحة 234 - Where's Van Bummel, the schoolmaster?" "He went off to the wars too, was a great militia general, and is now in congress." Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war— congress— Stony Point— he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip...
الصفحة 66 - And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
الصفحة 234 - Rip looked and beheld a precise counterpart of himself as he went up the mountain, apparently as lazy and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded. He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. In the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name. "God knows," exclaimed he, at his wit's end; "I'm not myself.
الصفحة 173 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide; "Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?" I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state Is kingly: thousands...
الصفحة 237 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honor's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
الصفحة 251 - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..
الصفحة 45 - He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked" like a peddler just opening his pack.
الصفحة 235 - The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman?
الصفحة 232 - George, under which he had smoked so many a peaceful pipe, but even this was singularly metamorphosed. The red coat was changed for one of blue and buff, a sword was held in the hand instead of a sceptre, the head was decorated with a cocked hat, and underneath was painted in large characters, GENERAL WASHINGTON.