The New McGuffey Fifth ReaderAmerican Book Company, 1901 - 352 oldal |
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... hear the tempest trumpings loud , And see the lightning lances driven , When strive the warriors of the storm , And rolls the thunder drum of heaven ; Child of the sun ! to thee ' tis given To guard the banner of the free , To hover in ...
... hear the tempest trumpings loud , And see the lightning lances driven , When strive the warriors of the storm , And rolls the thunder drum of heaven ; Child of the sun ! to thee ' tis given To guard the banner of the free , To hover in ...
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... hears his daughter's voice , Singing in the village choir , And it makes his heart rejoice . It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more , How in the grave she lies ; And with his ...
... hears his daughter's voice , Singing in the village choir , And it makes his heart rejoice . It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more , How in the grave she lies ; And with his ...
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... hear . Sing some more , dear , " said Madam , in her gentle way . Pleased with this praise , Polly sang away in a fresh little voice that went straight to the listener's heart and nestled there . The sweet old tunes that one is never ...
... hear . Sing some more , dear , " said Madam , in her gentle way . Pleased with this praise , Polly sang away in a fresh little voice that went straight to the listener's heart and nestled there . The sweet old tunes that one is never ...
30. oldal
... hear the bellows roar , And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor . He goes on Sunday to the church , And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach , He hears 30 Henry W Longfellow.
... hear the bellows roar , And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor . He goes on Sunday to the church , And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach , He hears 30 Henry W Longfellow.
31. oldal
William Holmes McGuffey. He hears the parson pray and preach , He hears his daughter's voice , Singing in the village choir , And it makes his heart rejoice . It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must ...
William Holmes McGuffey. He hears the parson pray and preach , He hears his daughter's voice , Singing in the village choir , And it makes his heart rejoice . It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must ...
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304. oldal - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
323. oldal - 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.
151. oldal - Far/called, our navies melt away; On dune and headland sinks the fire: Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget!
142. oldal - Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received ? Trust it not, Sir ; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation...
279. oldal - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
274. oldal - Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No : — men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude, — Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a State; 3 And sovereign law, that State's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress, crowning good, repressing...
324. oldal - Like a glowworm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view: Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
160. oldal - The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl, Wrecked is the ship of pearl ! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell...
143. oldal - In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending...
143. oldal - Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.