The Franklin Sixth Reader and Speaker: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, with Biographical and Critical Notices of the AuthorsTaintor Brothers, Merrill, & Company, 1878 - 444 pages |
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... meaning father , eme mother ; kaka is male , keke female ; amka father - in - law , emke mother - in - law ; kankan a strong spirit , kenken a feeble lute . W at the beginning of a word has THE VOICE IN ELOCUTION INTRODUCTION FORCE.
... meaning father , eme mother ; kaka is male , keke female ; amka father - in - law , emke mother - in - law ; kankan a strong spirit , kenken a feeble lute . W at the beginning of a word has THE VOICE IN ELOCUTION INTRODUCTION FORCE.
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... spirit . In the Tartar - Turkish , savmak means to hate , sevmek to love ; the former being the stronger emotion with a barbarian ! In the Semitic lan- guages , " the weaker vowels i and u often convey a less active meaning as com ...
... spirit . In the Tartar - Turkish , savmak means to hate , sevmek to love ; the former being the stronger emotion with a barbarian ! In the Semitic lan- guages , " the weaker vowels i and u often convey a less active meaning as com ...
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... spirit To his full height ! On , on , you noble English ! · Cry— " Heaven for Harry ! England ! and Saint George ! For contrast with the preceding , read Young's description of the languid lady : - The languid lady next appears in state ...
... spirit To his full height ! On , on , you noble English ! · Cry— " Heaven for Harry ! England ! and Saint George ! For contrast with the preceding , read Young's description of the languid lady : - The languid lady next appears in state ...
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... spirits : or have ye chosen this place After the toil of battle to repose Your wearied virtue , for the ease you find To slumber here , as in the vales of heaven ? Or in this abject posture have ye sworn To adore the Conqueror ? who now ...
... spirits : or have ye chosen this place After the toil of battle to repose Your wearied virtue , for the ease you find To slumber here , as in the vales of heaven ? Or in this abject posture have ye sworn To adore the Conqueror ? who now ...
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... spirit of the two following extracts , and then read them with feeling . The first is from Cowper : How fleet is the glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight , The tempest itself lags behind , The swift - wingéd arrows ...
... spirit of the two following extracts , and then read them with feeling . The first is from Cowper : How fleet is the glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight , The tempest itself lags behind , The swift - wingéd arrows ...
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Page 46 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the Gate: "To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers, And the temples of his Gods.
Page 22 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Page 106 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
Page 191 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Page 211 - Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing to fire and load. So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore...
Page 341 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes...
Page 300 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Page 299 - 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 178 - Sink or swim, live or die, survive or perish, I give my hand, and my heart, to this vote.
Page 15 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness and humility; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger ; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage.