Choice Literature: ... for Grammar Grades, Book 2Butler, Shelton & Company, 1898 |
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... moved by the oved by the sea , which is moved by the wind . This destroyer is a plaything . The ship , the CHOICE LITERATURE.
... moved by the oved by the sea , which is moved by the wind . This destroyer is a plaything . The ship , the CHOICE LITERATURE.
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... moved forward a step . The old man turned toward Count du Boisberthelot , detached the cross of Saint Louis from the captain's uniform , and fastened it on the jacket on the gunner . " Hurrah ! " cried the sailors . The marines ...
... moved forward a step . The old man turned toward Count du Boisberthelot , detached the cross of Saint Louis from the captain's uniform , and fastened it on the jacket on the gunner . " Hurrah ! " cried the sailors . The marines ...
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... moved with slow step toward the bow . The two sailors who carried the shroud followed . A gloomy silence fell upon the corvette . A hurricane moaned in the distance . A few instants later there was a flash ; a report followed , echoing ...
... moved with slow step toward the bow . The two sailors who carried the shroud followed . A gloomy silence fell upon the corvette . A hurricane moaned in the distance . A few instants later there was a flash ; a report followed , echoing ...
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... writings . WE watched her breathing through the night , Her breathing soft and low , As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro . So silently we seemed to speak , So slowly moved THE DEATH BED 155 Thomas Hood.
... writings . WE watched her breathing through the night , Her breathing soft and low , As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro . So silently we seemed to speak , So slowly moved THE DEATH BED 155 Thomas Hood.
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... moved about , As we had lent her half our powers To eke her being out . Our very hopes belied our fears , Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept , And sleeping when she died . For when the morn came , dim and ...
... moved about , As we had lent her half our powers To eke her being out . Our very hopes belied our fears , Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept , And sleeping when she died . For when the morn came , dim and ...
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Alba Longa ALFRED TENNYSON Alice Cary Antony arms army Bass Bassanio battle Battle of Waterloo beneath blood blow Blücher Boisberthelot born breast breath Brutus Cæsar cannon carronade Casca Cassius cavalry clouds Clusium cuirassiers dark dead death deck doth earth English Exeunt eyes father fear fire Genappe Gilliatt gunner hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven honor Horatius horse hundred Lars Porsena Laun light live look lord loud Mark Antony Napoleon never night noble o'er octopus Portia pray PUPIL rain Ramoth ring Roman Rome round sabers sail seemed shadow ship shout Shylock side smile soul sound speak spirit stand stood sweet sword tell thee thine THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY thou thought thousand Titinius Toussaint L'Ouverture turned VICTOR HUGO voice waves weather wild wind
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Page 247 - ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 323 - High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake, To perish never...
Page 235 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 327 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
Page 248 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke : How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How...
Page 250 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our Ashes live their wonted Fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed Swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon...
Page 396 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Page 232 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Page 251 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 422 - Weigh them ; it is as heavy ; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.