Swinton's First [-sixth] Reader, Libro 5American book Company, 1881 |
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... fathers BLED ! What can alone ennoble fight ? A noble CAUSE ! Not that I loved Cæsar LESS , but Rome MORE And if thou saidst I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here , Lowland or Highland , far or near , Lord Angus , thou HAST LIED ...
... fathers BLED ! What can alone ennoble fight ? A noble CAUSE ! Not that I loved Cæsar LESS , but Rome MORE And if thou saidst I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here , Lowland or Highland , far or near , Lord Angus , thou HAST LIED ...
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... father had promised to cane him if he ever stepped foot on sail or row boat , came down to the wharf , in a sour - grape humor , to see us off . Nothing would tempt him to go out on the river in such a crazy clam - shell of a boat . He ...
... father had promised to cane him if he ever stepped foot on sail or row boat , came down to the wharf , in a sour - grape humor , to see us off . Nothing would tempt him to go out on the river in such a crazy clam - shell of a boat . He ...
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... father : that is , Dr. Bacon . - ( 3 ) Landseer : Sir Edwin Landseer , an eminent English animal painter of this century . PART II . 1. For more than a year Brant was the pet and pride of the household . Every one loved him almost as ...
... father : that is , Dr. Bacon . - ( 3 ) Landseer : Sir Edwin Landseer , an eminent English animal painter of this century . PART II . 1. For more than a year Brant was the pet and pride of the household . Every one loved him almost as ...
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... father's room during one of those attacks ; nor , indeed , would he stir until the patient was able to rise and dress him- self . If my father was obliged to lie on the sofa during the day , Brant was at once full of sympathy , and ...
... father's room during one of those attacks ; nor , indeed , would he stir until the patient was able to rise and dress him- self . If my father was obliged to lie on the sofa during the day , Brant was at once full of sympathy , and ...
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... father heard me from the other end of the hall , and came down to shake hands with the little patient , and to speak a word of sympathy to him . Brant looked up at him with love shining from his dimmed eyes , and gave his little feeble ...
... father heard me from the other end of the hall , and came down to shake hands with the little patient , and to speak a word of sympathy to him . Brant looked up at him with love shining from his dimmed eyes , and gave his little feeble ...
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Términos y frases comunes
adjectives animals apple tree Barmacide beautiful Belshazzar Binny Wallace bird blue boat Brant breath bright called Captain Pratt clouds cold color cried dark Definition dinotherium earth England expression father feet FIFTH READER figure of speech fire flowers friends gentleman give Gradgrind Gulf Stream hand Haroun al-Raschid HEADS FOR COMPOSITION heard heart horse hour insect jolly old pedagogue King James LANGUAGE STUDY light little prince living look loose sentence mastodon megatherium miles moon morning never night paragraph passed pause Phil Adams Phipps Pickwick piece poem poet Point PREPARATORY NOTES pron river Lee rose round SHAC Shacabac ship Sir Oliver Sir Oliver Cromwell Smitherton stanza stood Sunday sweet tell thing thou voice waves weather wind wings Winkle words Write the analysis Yoho Zimri
Pasajes populares
Página 315 - Nor do not 2 saw the air too much with your hand, thus: but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind 8 of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, 4 that may give it smoothness. 0, it offends me to the soul, to hear a
Página 429 - swell. High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, 2 The wretch, concentered 8 all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair 4 renown, And, doubly dying, 6 shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept,
Página 459 - Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,— And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins 8 in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue! If
Página 458 - I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious,— And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers 8 fill: Did this in
Página 458 - answered 1 it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest — For Brutus is an honorable 2 man; So are they all, all honorable men — Gome I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious,— And Brutus
Página 436 - in the common love of good. King out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand.;
Página 450 - O quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore!" " Prophet! " said I, " thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted, On (his home by horror
Página 436 - manners, purer laws. Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times; King out, ring out my mournful rhymes, Hut ring the fuller minstrel in. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander, and the spite: Ring in the love of truth and right,
Página 18 - Lovely art thou, 0 Peace, and lovely are thy children. All are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. In slumbers of midnight the sailor-boy lay; His hammock swung loose at the sport of the wind; But watch-worn and weary, his cares flew away,