Voices for the Speechless: Selections for Schools and Private ReadingHoughton, Mifflin, 1883 - 256 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 19 találatból.
27. oldal
... dead alike To love and friendship both , that is not pleased With sight of animals enjoying life , Nor feels their happiness augment his own . The bounding fawn that darts along the glade When none pursues , through mere delight of ...
... dead alike To love and friendship both , that is not pleased With sight of animals enjoying life , Nor feels their happiness augment his own . The bounding fawn that darts along the glade When none pursues , through mere delight of ...
41. oldal
... dead and senseless matter , against which the whole spirit of true humanity revolts . It is the notion of such ab- solute despotism as shall justify , not merely taking life , but converting the entire existence of the animal into a A ...
... dead and senseless matter , against which the whole spirit of true humanity revolts . It is the notion of such ab- solute despotism as shall justify , not merely taking life , but converting the entire existence of the animal into a A ...
46. oldal
... dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity : In deeds of daring rectitude , in scorn For miserable aims that end with self ; In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars ...
... dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity : In deeds of daring rectitude , in scorn For miserable aims that end with self ; In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars ...
53. oldal
... dead . " SCHILLER . No NO CEREMONY . ceremony that to great ones ' longs , Not the king's crown , nor the deputed sword , The marshal's truncheon , nor the judge's robe , Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does . If he ...
... dead . " SCHILLER . No NO CEREMONY . ceremony that to great ones ' longs , Not the king's crown , nor the deputed sword , The marshal's truncheon , nor the judge's robe , Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does . If he ...
67. oldal
... dead Were Arabs all , and Arabs bred , And the last of that great line Trod like one of a race divine ! And yet , he was but friend to one Who fed him at the set of sun By some lone fountain fringed with green ; With him , a roving ...
... dead Were Arabs all , and Arabs bred , And the last of that great line Trod like one of a race divine ! And yet , he was but friend to one Who fed him at the set of sun By some lone fountain fringed with green ; With him , a roving ...
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Voices for the Speechless; Selections for Schools and Private Reading Abraham Firth Korlátozott előnézet - 2024 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Ahura Mazda animals BARRY CORNWALL beast beautiful BELL OF ATRI beneath bless Bobolink brown thrush brutes CELIA THAXTER cheer Cheerily chip Chipperee creatures cried dear DENIS FLORENCE MACCARTHY Division Division II dost doth Draupadi dumb earth eyes faithful fear feet Gelert green H. W. LONGFELLOW happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha horse hound human INDRA kind king knew light little bird Little by little Little lamb living look Lord LUCY LARCOM mercy morning nest never night o'er Ormazd pain pity poor dog Tray Robin round shadow shalt shine sing song sorrow soul sound sparrow spider is spinning spinning his thread steed Stork summer swallow sweet thee thine thing thou thrush toil tree voice wandering weary WILLIAM BLAKE wind wings wood word worm wren's nest ZEND AVESTA
Népszerű szakaszok
23. oldal - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense. Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
218. oldal - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind: His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way: Yet simple Nature to his hope has given.
236. oldal - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
102. oldal - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
105. oldal - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus Hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Matched- with thine would be all But an empty vaunt, A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.
83. oldal - — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
36. oldal - The swain responsive as the milkmaid sung, The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
235. oldal - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — 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...
52. oldal - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good.
14. oldal - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.