One Hundred Choice Selections in Poetry and Prose, Temas14-17

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P. Garrett & Company, 1879

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Popping the Question
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Return of the Hillside Legion 14 Archie Dean 15 Who is to Blame? 28 Ethel Lynn
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Gail Hamilton
30
Annies Ticket
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The Lost Church Robert Tilney
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The Blind Preacher 20 The Broken Pitcher 21 The Lost Steamship 22 Kyarlina Jim William Wirt
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FitzJames OBrien
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The Leak in the Dike
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The Singers Alms
49
Our Visitor and What he Came For
50
Tramp Tramp Tramp
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Mat and Hal and I
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The Philosophers Scales 27 The Unpaid SeamstressA Note of Warning 28 The Puzzled CensusTaker 29 Papas Letter Jane Taylor
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The Death of the Old Squire
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The Rainy Day PAGE
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The Bell of Atri 32 Too Late for the Train 33 The Death of Hofer 35 A Courteous Mother 34 Magdalena or The Spanish Duel 36 Vas Bender Hensh...
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Von Boyle
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R H Stoddard
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Ella Wheeler
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Sewing on a Button James M Bailey
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Little Pat and the Parson
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The Ballotville Female Convention 45 The First Party 46 The Last Hymn 85 88 Josephine Pollard
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Marianne Farningham
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Pimpkin versus Bodkin
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Phœbe Cary
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J G Holland
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A Railway Station in the North of England Wm Anderson
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A Mothers Diary 58 Old Huldah 59 Resisting a Mothers Love 60 Trouble in the Choir 61 The Maiden Martyr 62 The Rift of the Rock 63 The Vaud...
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A T Worden 119
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John G Whittier
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Josiah Allens Wife at A T Stewarts Store Marietta Holley
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Mans Mortality
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Respect the Burden 67 The Missing Ship 130 Miss Mulock
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John B Gough
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Wail of a Disappointed Candidate
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The First SnowFall 70 The Unnoticed Bound 71 Losses 72 The Course of Love too Smooth 73 The Destruction of Sennacherib 74 Forty to Twenty ...
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Frances Browne
135
Chas F Adams
145
What the Temperance Cause has Done for John and Me 78 To the Rescue
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John Lofland
149
Alexander Pope
151

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Página 104 - The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talked the night away; Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and shewed how fields were won.
Página 150 - He was chubby and plump ; a right jolly old elf; And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle , But I heard him exclaim,...
Página 78 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend t For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Página 149 - And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,— When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
Página 61 - Then sweet the hour that brings release From danger and from toil ; We talk the battle over, And share the battle's spoil. The woodland rings with laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top grieves, And slumber long and sweetly On beds of oaken leaves.
Página 101 - I see a bridge, said I, standing in the midst of the tide. The bridge thou seest, said he, is human life, consider it attentively. Upon a more leisurely survey of it, I found that it consisted of threescore and ten entire arches, with several broken arches, which added to those that were entire, made up the number about a hundred.
Página 149 - Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Dunder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch ! to the top of the wall ! Now dash away! dash away!...
Página 36 - You know, we French stormed Ratisbon: A mile or so away, On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our storming-day; With neck out-thrust, you fancy how, Legs wide, arms locked behind, As if to balance the prone brow Oppressive with its mind. Just as perhaps he mused "My plans That soar, to earth may fall, Let once my army-leader Lannes Waver at yonder wall...
Página 136 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Página 104 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.

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