The Fifth ReaderBenziger Bros., 1905 - 468 strán (strany) |
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... BELLS . - Rev. THE ADDRESS OF THE ROMAN CATHOLICS TO GEORGE WASH- INGTON , ESQ . , PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES Francis Mahony 179 MOSES AT THE FAIR . Oliver Goldsmith 182 WASHINGTON'S ANSWER 33 94 THE TURNING POINT IN THE WAR 96 OF ...
... BELLS . - Rev. THE ADDRESS OF THE ROMAN CATHOLICS TO GEORGE WASH- INGTON , ESQ . , PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES Francis Mahony 179 MOSES AT THE FAIR . Oliver Goldsmith 182 WASHINGTON'S ANSWER 33 94 THE TURNING POINT IN THE WAR 96 OF ...
Strana 8
... bell 362 STAVOREN 230 DREAM CHILDREN : A REVERIE . - Charles Lamb 238 THE DESTRUCTION OF POMPEII . - Edward Bulwer ... BELLS . · Edgar Allan Poe . 387 THE GRAND CAÑON OF COLORADO . - - Abridged from Charles Dud- ley Warner 390 HOW TO ...
... bell 362 STAVOREN 230 DREAM CHILDREN : A REVERIE . - Charles Lamb 238 THE DESTRUCTION OF POMPEII . - Edward Bulwer ... BELLS . · Edgar Allan Poe . 387 THE GRAND CAÑON OF COLORADO . - - Abridged from Charles Dud- ley Warner 390 HOW TO ...
Strana 11
... bell was tolled for him ; no Libera chanted . Some of the country folk asked once or twice , " Where is the fool ? " " Per- haps the wolves have eaten him , " was the answer . But there was no one to ask after him for any length of time ...
... bell was tolled for him ; no Libera chanted . Some of the country folk asked once or twice , " Where is the fool ? " " Per- haps the wolves have eaten him , " was the answer . But there was no one to ask after him for any length of time ...
Strana 28
Ladybird , ladybird ! fly away home ! The fairy bells tinkle afar ! Make haste , or they'll catch you , With a cobweb to Oberon's car . and harness you fast Ladybird , ladybird ! fly away now To your house in the old willow tree , Where ...
Ladybird , ladybird ! fly away home ! The fairy bells tinkle afar ! Make haste , or they'll catch you , With a cobweb to Oberon's car . and harness you fast Ladybird , ladybird ! fly away now To your house in the old willow tree , Where ...
Strana 79
... bell . " This strange news of his lost father soon roused the prince from the stupid fit into which he had fallen . He followed in amazement the sound of Ariel's voice till it led him to Prospero and Miranda , who were sitting under the ...
... bell . " This strange news of his lost father soon roused the prince from the stupid fit into which he had fallen . He followed in amazement the sound of Ariel's voice till it led him to Prospero and Miranda , who were sitting under the ...
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Fifth Reader Luther Whiting Mason,James Matthew McLaughlin,George Augustus Veazie,William Wallace Gilchrist Úplné zobrazenie - 1897 |
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Strana 164 - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Strana 391 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Strana 392 - Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells ! How it swells ! How it dwells On the Future ! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells— To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells...
Strana 366 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Strana 338 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Strana 392 - Hear the loud alarum bells, Brazen bells ! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells ! In the startled ear of night How they screa,m out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
Strana 165 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply has sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Strana 367 - 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. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Strana 137 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Strana 387 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who...