Bancroft's Fifth ReaderBancroft, 1883 - 352 pages |
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... Seemed in the songs they sung . 9. And waiting a little longer For the wonderful change to come , He heard the summoning angel Who calls God's children home . 10. And to him , in a holier welcome , Was the mystical meaning given Of the ...
... Seemed in the songs they sung . 9. And waiting a little longer For the wonderful change to come , He heard the summoning angel Who calls God's children home . 10. And to him , in a holier welcome , Was the mystical meaning given Of the ...
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... seemed to come from the same place . For a while this perplexed him , but at last he came to the conclusion that there were a number of loop - holes close together in the tower , so constructed as to command the ravine perfectly . 17 ...
... seemed to come from the same place . For a while this perplexed him , but at last he came to the conclusion that there were a number of loop - holes close together in the tower , so constructed as to command the ravine perfectly . 17 ...
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... seemed fantastically set With cupola or minaret , Wild crests as pagod ever decked , Or mosque of Eastern architect . Nor were these earth - born castles bare , Nor lacked they many a banner fair ; For , from their shivered brows ...
... seemed fantastically set With cupola or minaret , Wild crests as pagod ever decked , Or mosque of Eastern architect . Nor were these earth - born castles bare , Nor lacked they many a banner fair ; For , from their shivered brows ...
Page 77
... seemed the cliffs to meet on high , His boughs athwart the narrowed sky . Highest of all , where white peaks glanced , Where glistening streamers waved and danced , The wanderer's eye could barely view The summer heaven's delicious blue ...
... seemed the cliffs to meet on high , His boughs athwart the narrowed sky . Highest of all , where white peaks glanced , Where glistening streamers waved and danced , The wanderer's eye could barely view The summer heaven's delicious blue ...
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... seemed to stand , The guardian Naiad of the strand . And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A Nymph , a Naiad , or a Grace , Of finer form or lovelier face ! A foot more light , a step more true , Ne'er from the heath - flower dashed the ...
... seemed to stand , The guardian Naiad of the strand . And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A Nymph , a Naiad , or a Grace , Of finer form or lovelier face ! A foot more light , a step more true , Ne'er from the heath - flower dashed the ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON Antony arms Barm Barmecide beautiful bells blood Brutus Cæsar called Cassius circumflex cloud dark dead death delight earth emphasis emphatic eyes falling inflection feet fire George Stephenson give glaciers hand head hear heart heaven honor horse hour hundred Ichabod invented Julius Cæsar let the class liberty light live Loch Katrine look mark Mark Antony mast means memory mountain never noble o'er piece poem poet poetry prose R. H. Hutton recitation Require pupils rhetorical pauses Ring rising inflection river round Rule sails Second Citizen Serapis Shac ship side sloop smile snow sound speak SPELLING.-WORDS OFTEN MISSPELLED SUBVOCALS sweet table of Solomon tell thee thing Third Citizen thou thought thousand tion valley VOCAL voice vowel WASHINGTON IRVING wild wild bells wind words WRITTEN SPELLING.-WORDS Yosemite Valley
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Page 270 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Page 317 - Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 300 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?
Page 284 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past.
Page 187 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 229 - 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. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her; "We'll remember at Aix...
Page 249 - THE DESERTED VILLAGE. SWEET Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed: Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene! How often have I paused on every charm...
Page 295 - Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels, for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing, ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Page 106 - While the Union lasts we have high, exciting, gratifying prospects spread out before us, for us and our children. Beyond that I seek not to penetrate the veil. God grant that in my day, at least, that curtain may not rise. God grant that, on my vision, never may be opened what lies behind.
Page 266 - O Lord my God, thou art very great ; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain : Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters : who maketh the clouds his chariot ; who walketh upon the wings of the wind...