The Art of ExpressionD. C. Heath & Company, 1905 - 274 من الصفحات |
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... soul . We can read an entire story by looking at certain pictures , we are deeply affected by the touch of the musician on the keys of the piano , and many times have we been moved to tears and smiles by the reading of a poem . If these ...
... soul . We can read an entire story by looking at certain pictures , we are deeply affected by the touch of the musician on the keys of the piano , and many times have we been moved to tears and smiles by the reading of a poem . If these ...
الصفحة 33
... soul to soul , And grow forever and forever . Blow , bugle , blow , set the wild echoes flying ; And answer , echoes , answer , dying , dying , dying . MONEY MUSK1 TENNYSON . Ah , the buxom girls that helped the boys , The nobler Helens ...
... soul to soul , And grow forever and forever . Blow , bugle , blow , set the wild echoes flying ; And answer , echoes , answer , dying , dying , dying . MONEY MUSK1 TENNYSON . Ah , the buxom girls that helped the boys , The nobler Helens ...
الصفحة 37
... souls they represent . 3. Compare man's power on the earth with his power on the ocean . 4. How much remains of man's deeds when in the control of the ocean ? 5. Think of the loneliness and dread of being lost in the ocean . 6. Imagine ...
... souls they represent . 3. Compare man's power on the earth with his power on the ocean . 4. How much remains of man's deeds when in the control of the ocean ? 5. Think of the loneliness and dread of being lost in the ocean . 6. Imagine ...
الصفحة 44
... souls of patriots gone , Wake , arise , - your fetters break , Kosciusko bids you on , Sobieski cries awake ! Rise , and front the despot czar , Rise , and dare the unequal war . IV Freedom calls you ! Quick , be ready , Think of what ...
... souls of patriots gone , Wake , arise , - your fetters break , Kosciusko bids you on , Sobieski cries awake ! Rise , and front the despot czar , Rise , and dare the unequal war . IV Freedom calls you ! Quick , be ready , Think of what ...
الصفحة 46
... souls . Ho ! gallant nobles of the league , look that your arms be bright ; Ho ! burghers of St. Genevieve , keep watch and ward to - night ; For our God hath crushed the tyrant , our God hath raised the slave , And mocked the counsel ...
... souls . Ho ! gallant nobles of the league , look that your arms be bright ; Ho ! burghers of St. Genevieve , keep watch and ward to - night ; For our God hath crushed the tyrant , our God hath raised the slave , And mocked the counsel ...
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arms Bardell bells Blessed blood breast breath Cæsar Carton CHARLES DICKENS child Clare cried crowd Cusha dance Danny Deever dark dead dear death Dick door exercises eyes face feel feet Forest King forever France Fuzzy-Wuzzy girl give hair hand Havermash head hear heard heart Henry of Navarre HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW honor horse Ichabod JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Jean Valjean Kate Kath kiss Lady laugh Li'll drum lips Lochinvar looked lord Louise Lygian Madame Magloire maiden Malaprop mercy Minnehaha Miss Ophelia Missis mother neck never night Pickwick Raggedy road to Mandalay roar Robespierre rose Scrooge silent Sir Lucius Sir Peter smile soul sound speak Squeers steed stood sweet sword tell Thamrè thee there's thing thou thought tink Topsy Torpenhow turned Twas voice whip wife WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE woman words
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الصفحة 75 - With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveler returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
الصفحة 78 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course ; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
الصفحة 53 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
الصفحة 53 - What thou art we know not; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
الصفحة 38 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they ? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
الصفحة 77 - To him who, in the love of Nature, holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language. For his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
الصفحة 112 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
الصفحة 61 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits, and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
الصفحة 30 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing, on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? xiii.
الصفحة 30 - 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.