Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, Bog 6 |
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Side 13
... face was towards the shore . ' There are a great many people clustering on the point , ' he said . ' It is always a comfort to know that our fellow - beings take . an interest in us ; and I suppose those people are watching us . ' A ...
... face was towards the shore . ' There are a great many people clustering on the point , ' he said . ' It is always a comfort to know that our fellow - beings take . an interest in us ; and I suppose those people are watching us . ' A ...
Side 20
... face brightened , her wheel turned fast , and the flax on the distaff grew less and less . THE RED - CROSS KNIGHT . 1 . The warder * looked from his tower on high , As far as he could see : ' I see a bold knight , and by his red cross ...
... face brightened , her wheel turned fast , and the flax on the distaff grew less and less . THE RED - CROSS KNIGHT . 1 . The warder * looked from his tower on high , As far as he could see : ' I see a bold knight , and by his red cross ...
Side 27
... face ! ' 42 . But , see a hostel * by the road , In time of need they spy ; And there his true - love he hath led To gain fresh strength or die . 43 . And many a cordial quick they brought To cheer her , from their hoard ; But , quicker ...
... face ! ' 42 . But , see a hostel * by the road , In time of need they spy ; And there his true - love he hath led To gain fresh strength or die . 43 . And many a cordial quick they brought To cheer her , from their hoard ; But , quicker ...
Side 28
... face I knew ; but all was naked and mute . The bed was gone . My little pane of painted window , through which I loved to look at the sun , when I awoke in a fine summer's morning , was taken out , and had been replaced by one of common ...
... face I knew ; but all was naked and mute . The bed was gone . My little pane of painted window , through which I loved to look at the sun , when I awoke in a fine summer's morning , was taken out , and had been replaced by one of common ...
Side 29
... face . But there is one thing for which I can never forgive thee , Ben Moxam , that thou didst join with an old maiden aunt of mine in a cruel plot to lop away the hanging branches of the old fir - trees . I remember them sweeping to ...
... face . But there is one thing for which I can never forgive thee , Ben Moxam , that thou didst join with an old maiden aunt of mine in a cruel plot to lop away the hanging branches of the old fir - trees . I remember them sweeping to ...
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Antonio baron Bassanio beach bear beautiful began bird black bear boat brown bear called Cape Disappointment captain carried the bat castle caves Chambers's cloth companion comrades crew cried dark dead dear Doocot door ducats duckling Eurylochos eyes feet fell fire Flaxman flesh Gratiano hand happy head hear heard heart Helios Heracles honour hope horned owl horse island Kirkê knew lady land lend live looked Lord Lord Raglan maid maiden morning mother Nerissa never night o'er Odysseus Panurge passed pinnace poor Portia pray precipices Red-Cross Knight replied rich ring ROBERT CHAMBERS rock Rolf round sail seemed shew ship shore shout Shylock sighed Skylla soon stood sweet tears thee things thou thought tide told Tonquin took turned Venice waves wife wind wonder young youth Zeus
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Side 172 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you "—here I opened wide the door.
Side 32 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Side 130 - I WAS ever of opinion, that the honest man who married, and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, and only talked of population.
Side 69 - Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!
Side 32 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track, And one eye's black intelligence — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance; And the thick heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on.
Side 123 - And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows? Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge- — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Side 127 - Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending...
Side 32 - Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Side 172 - Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " '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 178 - I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning.