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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... Turning to childish treble , pipes And whistles in his sound . In reading these lines , a highly imaginative person finds his utterance involuntarily rising in pitch from the word " turn- ing " to the word " whistles . " For there is an ...
... Turning to childish treble , pipes And whistles in his sound . In reading these lines , a highly imaginative person finds his utterance involuntarily rising in pitch from the word " turn- ing " to the word " whistles . " For there is an ...
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... turned the chance of war ! Hurrah , hurrah for Ivry and King Henry of Navarre ! MACAULAY . ADMIRATION , which always contains something of joy , is rather loud , rather high ; of moderate movement , sometimes quick ; pure quality ...
... turned the chance of war ! Hurrah , hurrah for Ivry and King Henry of Navarre ! MACAULAY . ADMIRATION , which always contains something of joy , is rather loud , rather high ; of moderate movement , sometimes quick ; pure quality ...
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... turned and to himself thus plained : " Sight hateful ! sight tormenting ! Imparadised in one another's arms , Thus these two , The happier Eden , shall enjoy their fill Of bliss on bliss ; while I to hell am thrust ! MILTON . It is ...
... turned and to himself thus plained : " Sight hateful ! sight tormenting ! Imparadised in one another's arms , Thus these two , The happier Eden , shall enjoy their fill Of bliss on bliss ; while I to hell am thrust ! MILTON . It is ...
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... turning of the head . The next is a motion of the hand thitherward , the finger , perhaps , pointing . The whole body may turn . Both hands may sometimes be used . A small object , occupying but a point in the speaker's real or imagined ...
... turning of the head . The next is a motion of the hand thitherward , the finger , perhaps , pointing . The whole body may turn . Both hands may sometimes be used . A small object , occupying but a point in the speaker's real or imagined ...
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... turned towards it , his eye should seem to see it , his arm may be extended , and his hand , if not his finger , point towards it . FIG . 22 . FIG . 23 . Calm meditation . " Yon prison , " etc. A speaker of great vividness of fancy ...
... turned towards it , his eye should seem to see it , his arm may be extended , and his hand , if not his finger , point towards it . FIG . 22 . FIG . 23 . Calm meditation . " Yon prison , " etc. A speaker of great vividness of fancy ...
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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.