A Second Class ReaderSwan, Brewer and Tileston, 1861 - 278 páginas |
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... returning tourists from the south , in spring , are these pleasant little people , the bluebird , martin , and wren . They have particular confidence in man . Nor is their confi- dence misplaced ; for every body hails with joy these ...
... returning tourists from the south , in spring , are these pleasant little people , the bluebird , martin , and wren . They have particular confidence in man . Nor is their confi- dence misplaced ; for every body hails with joy these ...
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... returned Californian , ha ha ha ! What fools men are to think that they can cheat the blackbird ! Why , there are five of them at this moment pulling corn for dear life , to see who shall get through his row the first , who were born ...
... returned Californian , ha ha ha ! What fools men are to think that they can cheat the blackbird ! Why , there are five of them at this moment pulling corn for dear life , to see who shall get through his row the first , who were born ...
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... returned to the guard house . The superstition of the soldiers was awakened , and terror ran through the regiment . The colonel , being apprised of the occurrence , signified his intention to accompany the guard when they relieved the ...
... returned to the guard house . The superstition of the soldiers was awakened , and terror ran through the regiment . The colonel , being apprised of the occurrence , signified his intention to accompany the guard when they relieved the ...
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... returned to his place of business , with his mind cheered and animated by thoughts of his singular investment . XVI . THE LAKE OF THE DISMAL SWAMP . - MOORE . [ Thomas Moore was born in Dublin , Ireland , in 1779 , and died in 1852. He ...
... returned to his place of business , with his mind cheered and animated by thoughts of his singular investment . XVI . THE LAKE OF THE DISMAL SWAMP . - MOORE . [ Thomas Moore was born in Dublin , Ireland , in 1779 , and died in 1852. He ...
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... returned no more . But oft , from the Indian hunter's camp , This lover and maid so true Are seen , at the hour of midnight damp , To cross the lake by a firefly lamp , And paddle their white canoe . XVII . A VISIT TO THE VILLAGE OF ...
... returned no more . But oft , from the Indian hunter's camp , This lover and maid so true Are seen , at the hour of midnight damp , To cross the lake by a firefly lamp , And paddle their white canoe . XVII . A VISIT TO THE VILLAGE OF ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Página xxx - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours.
Página 7 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. « Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Página 243 - And in far other scenes! For I was reared In the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds, Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags...
Página 14 - Go, my son, into the forest, Where the red deer herd together, Kill for us a famous roebuck, Kill for us a deer with antlers!" Forth into the forest straightway All alone walked Hiawatha Proudly, with his bow and arrows; And the birds sang round him, o'er him, "Do not shoot us, Hiawatha!
Página 257 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Página 202 - Than those of age•, thy forehead wrapped in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne A sliding car, indebted to no wheels, But urged by storms along its slippery way, I love thee, all unlovely as thou seem'st, And dreaded as thou art...
Página 87 - As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows, Useless each without the other!
Página 57 - WOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand — Thy axe shall harm it not! That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies!
Página 8 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 104 - OFT has it been my lot to mark A proud, conceited, talking spark, With eyes that hardly served at most To guard their master 'gainst a post ; Yet round the world the blade has been, To see whatever could be seen. Returning from his...