The Ladies' Reader: Designed for the Use of Ladies' Schools and Family Reading Circles; Comprising Choice Selections from Standard Authors, in Prose and Poetry; with the Essential Rules of Elocution, Simplified and Arranged for Strictly Practical UseE. H. Butler & Company, 1860 - 425 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 51 találatból.
26. oldal
... bears all the marks of a divine original ' . It came down from heaven ' , and its purpose is to carry us up thither ... bear one another's burdens ; to rejoice with those who rejoice ; to weep with those who weep ; to please every one ...
... bears all the marks of a divine original ' . It came down from heaven ' , and its purpose is to carry us up thither ... bear one another's burdens ; to rejoice with those who rejoice ; to weep with those who weep ; to please every one ...
35. oldal
... bear His whole displeasure ? High on a throne of royal state , which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus , and of Ind , Or where the gorgeous east , with richest hand , Showers on her kings barbaric , pearls and gold , Satan exalted sat ...
... bear His whole displeasure ? High on a throne of royal state , which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus , and of Ind , Or where the gorgeous east , with richest hand , Showers on her kings barbaric , pearls and gold , Satan exalted sat ...
42. oldal
... bear poverty ? she has been brought up in all the refine- ment of opulence . How can she bear neglect ? she has been the idol of society . Oh , it will break her heart - it will break her heart ! " I saw his grief was eloquent , and I ...
... bear poverty ? she has been brought up in all the refine- ment of opulence . How can she bear neglect ? she has been the idol of society . Oh , it will break her heart - it will break her heart ! " I saw his grief was eloquent , and I ...
43. oldal
... bear it ? " " Like an angel ! It seemed rather to be a relief to her mind , for she threw her arms round my neck and asked if this was all that had lately made me unhappy . But , poor girl , " added he , " she cannot realize the change ...
... bear it ? " " Like an angel ! It seemed rather to be a relief to her mind , for she threw her arms round my neck and asked if this was all that had lately made me unhappy . But , poor girl , " added he , " she cannot realize the change ...
48. oldal
... bear Their eyes ; I cannot from my heart root out The love that wrings it so , and I must die . It was a Summer morning , and they went To this old precipice . About the cliffs Lay garlands , ears of maize and shaggy skins Of wolf and bear ...
... bear Their eyes ; I cannot from my heart root out The love that wrings it so , and I must die . It was a Summer morning , and they went To this old precipice . About the cliffs Lay garlands , ears of maize and shaggy skins Of wolf and bear ...
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Népszerű szakaszok
60. oldal - Hear the sledges with the bells — Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
264. oldal - thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
346. oldal - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
111. oldal - 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.
57. oldal - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free.
408. oldal - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best...
149. oldal - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
61. oldal - What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells On the Future ! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells— To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!
304. oldal - Then from those cavernous eyes Pale flashes seemed to rise, As when the Northern skies Gleam in December; And, like the water's flow Under December's snow, Came a dull voice of woe From the heart's chamber. "I was a Viking old! My deeds, though manifold, No Skald in song has told, No Saga taught thee! Take heed that in thy verse Thou dost the tale rehearse, Else dread a dead man's curse; For this I sought thee.
127. oldal - As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman ; Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows ; Useless each without the other...