The Franklin Sixth Reader and Speaker: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, with Biographical and Critical Notices of the AuthorsTaintor Brothers, Merrill, & Company, 1878 - 444 من الصفحات |
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... heard in heaven till now Was never . Arms on armor clashing brayed Horrible discord . By contrast take his description of soft music : - And ever , against eating cares , Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse ; Such as ...
... heard in heaven till now Was never . Arms on armor clashing brayed Horrible discord . By contrast take his description of soft music : - And ever , against eating cares , Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse ; Such as ...
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... heard without the slightest effort on the part of the audience . Not only so , but one should commonly use a somewhat greater degree of force than this , in order to allow room for variation of the voice by diminution . This degree of ...
... heard without the slightest effort on the part of the audience . Not only so , but one should commonly use a somewhat greater degree of force than this , in order to allow room for variation of the voice by diminution . This degree of ...
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... heard the trumpet's war - note proud , the trampling and the hum . MACAULAY . When the final part of the sound of a vowel or diphthong is loudest , the stress is called final stress . * Abrupt , sudden sounds bear some analogy to abrupt ...
... heard the trumpet's war - note proud , the trampling and the hum . MACAULAY . When the final part of the sound of a vowel or diphthong is loudest , the stress is called final stress . * Abrupt , sudden sounds bear some analogy to abrupt ...
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... heard some fine music , as men are wont to speak , the play of orchestras , the anthems of choirs , the voices of song that moved admiring nations . But in the lofty passes of the Alps I heard a music overhead from God's orchestra , the ...
... heard some fine music , as men are wont to speak , the play of orchestras , the anthems of choirs , the voices of song that moved admiring nations . But in the lofty passes of the Alps I heard a music overhead from God's orchestra , the ...
الصفحة 36
... heard on the hill , And naught but the nightingale's song in the grove , It was thus , by the cave of the mountain afar , While his harp rung symphonious , a hermit began ; No more with himself or with nature at war , 36 THE SIXTH ...
... heard on the hill , And naught but the nightingale's song in the grove , It was thus , by the cave of the mountain afar , While his harp rung symphonious , a hermit began ; No more with himself or with nature at war , 36 THE SIXTH ...
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الصفحة 46 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the Gate: "To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers, And the temples of his Gods.
الصفحة 22 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
الصفحة 106 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
الصفحة 191 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
الصفحة 211 - Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing to fire and load. So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore...
الصفحة 341 - 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 300 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
الصفحة 299 - 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 178 - Sink or swim, live or die, survive or perish, I give my hand, and my heart, to this vote.
الصفحة 15 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness and humility; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger ; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage.