Nelson's Literature Readers, Bog 2T. Nelson and Sons, 1905 - 464 sider |
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Richard Garnett. RED DEER . ( From the picture " Night by Sir Edwin Landseer . ) * 1. SILAS MARNER'S TREASURE , 2. THE RHODORA ,
Richard Garnett. RED DEER . ( From the picture " Night by Sir Edwin Landseer . ) * 1. SILAS MARNER'S TREASURE , 2. THE RHODORA ,
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... night and the morning , and the sleeping and the waking , and the rain and the harvest - one goes and the other comes , and we know nothing how nor where . " Unlike the gold which needed nothing , and must be worshipped in close ...
... night and the morning , and the sleeping and the waking , and the rain and the harvest - one goes and the other comes , and we know nothing how nor where . " Unlike the gold which needed nothing , and must be worshipped in close ...
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... night ? ...... . Alas the lofty city ! and alas The trebly hundred triumphs , and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice , and Virgil's lay , And Livy's ...
... night ? ...... . Alas the lofty city ! and alas The trebly hundred triumphs , and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice , and Virgil's lay , And Livy's ...
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... night , they unexpectedly begin to sing in chorus . some fragments of their wild but sweet national music , the ... night ? Many a weary night and day " Tis since thou art fled away . How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With ...
... night , they unexpectedly begin to sing in chorus . some fragments of their wild but sweet national music , the ... night ? Many a weary night and day " Tis since thou art fled away . How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With ...
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... night , Autumn evening , and the morn When the golden mists are born . I love snow , and all the forms Of the radiant frost ; I love waves , and winds , and storms- Everything almost Which is Nature's , and may be Untainted by man's ...
... night , Autumn evening , and the morn When the golden mists are born . I love snow , and all the forms Of the radiant frost ; I love waves , and winds , and storms- Everything almost Which is Nature's , and may be Untainted by man's ...
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Alexander Selkirk Amadis ancient army Atahualpa battle bird born brave Cæsar called castle cheerful courtepy Crito Cromwell Danegeld dark David Swan dead death earth enemy England English eyes fear feet foot forest French Gandalin Greek hand Harthacnut hath hear heard heart heaven honour horse Isthmian Games Julius Cæsar king labour lake land Lavengro light living London looked Lord Mary Ambree means miles mind morning Mount Vesuvius mountain nature never night noble o'er passed passion person poet POMPEII praise Prince prisoner river rocks Roman Rome round scene Shakespeare shore side Sir Patrick Spens sleep Snaphances Socrates soldiers soul sound stone stood thee things thou thought thousand Tower town trees turned voice wall waves wild wind wing Witenagemot wonder wood word Zoetermeer Zoeterwoude
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Side 327 - Yet not to thine eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Side 303 - As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone.
Side 130 - And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies : A cap of flowers, and a kirtle, Embroider"d all with leaves of myrtle.
Side 403 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : And thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Side 215 - Haste thee nymph and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles. Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled care derides. And laughter holding both his sides.
Side 290 - For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
Side 119 - Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is, and nothing more.
Side 326 - 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...
Side 391 - ... no receipt openeth the heart but a true friend, to whom you may impart griefs, joys, fears, hopes, suspicions, counsels, and whatsoever lieth upon the heart to oppress it, in a kind of civil shrift or confession.
Side 401 - I have ventured. 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.