The Grammar School Reader: Containing the Essential Principles of Elocution and a Series of Exercises in Reading : Designed for Classes in Grammar SchoolSanborn & Carter, 1850 - 360 páginas |
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... Mary Seldon was a name once familiar to all the boys in my native city . She kept a little stall near a corner of Central Market , where , day after day , she sat and retailed apples , oranges , cakes , and such other nick - nacks as ...
... Mary Seldon was a name once familiar to all the boys in my native city . She kept a little stall near a corner of Central Market , where , day after day , she sat and retailed apples , oranges , cakes , and such other nick - nacks as ...
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... Mary Seldon ! I was certain it belonged to her . My first impulse was to return immediately to her stand , acquaint her with her mistake , and hand it back . At this instant , my eye glanced through the shop window upon a handsome pair ...
... Mary Seldon ! I was certain it belonged to her . My first impulse was to return immediately to her stand , acquaint her with her mistake , and hand it back . At this instant , my eye glanced through the shop window upon a handsome pair ...
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... Mary was a haunting specter in my brain . As the specter increased , my fear of the real Mary increased also . I would not have passed her stand that night for the world . My conscience had made me a coward . 12. Just as I was about to ...
... Mary was a haunting specter in my brain . As the specter increased , my fear of the real Mary increased also . I would not have passed her stand that night for the world . My conscience had made me a coward . 12. Just as I was about to ...
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... Mary and her little The evening passed heavily with me . My compan- ions would frequently inquire the cause of my sadness . I told them I was unwell . Our party at length broke up , and I returned gladly to my home . I retired to bed ...
... Mary and her little The evening passed heavily with me . My compan- ions would frequently inquire the cause of my sadness . I told them I was unwell . Our party at length broke up , and I returned gladly to my home . I retired to bed ...
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... Mary , gave it all to her , as I implored her to pardon me . She forgave me , and took the money , after considerable urging on my part , " for her poor babies , " as she said . I had wronged her much , but I had wronged myself even ...
... Mary , gave it all to her , as I implored her to pardon me . She forgave me , and took the money , after considerable urging on my part , " for her poor babies , " as she said . I had wronged her much , but I had wronged myself even ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Página 165 - Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 343 - Her soldier, closing with the foe, Gives for thy sake a deadlier blow; His plighted maiden, when she fears For him, the Joy of her young years, Thinks of thy fate and checks her tears. And she, the mother of thy boys. Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, The memory of her buried Joys, And even she who gave thee birth, Will by their pilgrim-circled hearth Talk of thy doom without a sigh: For thou art freedom's now and fame's, One of the few, the immortal names, That...
Página 168 - Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
Página 341 - Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land!
Página 64 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Página 165 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honor's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Página 167 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 355 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven.
Página 177 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Página 165 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial current of the soul.