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... deep reverence for what was high and spiritual : that not only were the Druids the instructors of youth , but the preservers and disseminators of science , the proclaimers of an existence beyond this finite and material world ...
... deep reverence for what was high and spiritual : that not only were the Druids the instructors of youth , but the preservers and disseminators of science , the proclaimers of an existence beyond this finite and material world ...
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... deep chasms , or hol- lowed into vast basins . In the former , particularly on the northern limits of the desert , the rain descending from the gulleys of the Atlas , sometimes forms streams , which are soon swallowed up by the thirsty ...
... deep chasms , or hol- lowed into vast basins . In the former , particularly on the northern limits of the desert , the rain descending from the gulleys of the Atlas , sometimes forms streams , which are soon swallowed up by the thirsty ...
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... deeper basins of the Sahara are frequently of great ex- tent , and sometimes contain valuable deposits of salt . Wher- ever perennial springs rise from the earth , or wherever it has been possible to collect water in artificial wells ...
... deeper basins of the Sahara are frequently of great ex- tent , and sometimes contain valuable deposits of salt . Wher- ever perennial springs rise from the earth , or wherever it has been possible to collect water in artificial wells ...
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... deep impression , and they often cost a man dear . Be very careful that you give no reproachful , menacing , or spiteful words to any person . Good words make friends ; bad words make enemies . It is great prudence to gain as many ...
... deep impression , and they often cost a man dear . Be very careful that you give no reproachful , menacing , or spiteful words to any person . Good words make friends ; bad words make enemies . It is great prudence to gain as many ...
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... deep and 10 feet wide in 415 days of 11 hours each , how many men would be re- quired to make one the same length and width , but 4 feet deeper , in 420 days of 10 hours each ? ( 3 ) If 5 men can mow 11 acres of wheat in 4 days of 8 ...
... deep and 10 feet wide in 415 days of 11 hours each , how many men would be re- quired to make one the same length and width , but 4 feet deeper , in 420 days of 10 hours each ? ( 3 ) If 5 men can mow 11 acres of wheat in 4 days of 8 ...
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The Advanced Lesson Book, by E.T. Stevens and C. Hole Edward Thomas Stevens Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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Side 323 - 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' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Side 135 - As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Side 133 - But now my task is smoothly done: I can fly, or I can run, Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bowed welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon.
Side 97 - Round-hoofd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Side 250 - At church with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
Side 247 - No more I weep. They do not sleep : On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
Side 99 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Side 323 - Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my power, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' speckled breast, When upward-springing, blithe, to greet The purpling east.
Side 249 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Side 248 - Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. Pair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm ; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hushed in grim repose, expects his evening prey.