The Fifth ReaderBenziger Bros., 1905 - 468 strán (strany) |
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Strana 9
... eyes , but with his soul raised to heaven , Salaun walked along the road talking to himself , and repeating over and over again , like a cooing dove , " Hail Mary ! Hail Mary ! " and our Blessed Lord heard what his lips did not utter ...
... eyes , but with his soul raised to heaven , Salaun walked along the road talking to himself , and repeating over and over again , like a cooing dove , " Hail Mary ! Hail Mary ! " and our Blessed Lord heard what his lips did not utter ...
Strana 23
... , settled , and careful , and oversee our own affairs with our own and not trust too much to others ; for Three removes eyes , are as bad as a fire ; ' and again , ' Keep thy shop and thy 6 shop will keep thee ; ' and again , ' 23.
... , settled , and careful , and oversee our own affairs with our own and not trust too much to others ; for Three removes eyes , are as bad as a fire ; ' and again , ' Keep thy shop and thy 6 shop will keep thee ; ' and again , ' 23.
Strana 27
... eyes , And the bees and the birds are at rest . Ladybird , ladybird ! fly away home ! The glowworm is lighting her lamp , The dew's falling fast , and your fine speckled wings Will flag with the close - clinging damp . Ladybird ...
... eyes , And the bees and the birds are at rest . Ladybird , ladybird ! fly away home ! The glowworm is lighting her lamp , The dew's falling fast , and your fine speckled wings Will flag with the close - clinging damp . Ladybird ...
Strana 28
... eyes : English daisies are of a reddish color . — glowworm : a beetle which gives out light as it moves about . - flag : limp ; hang loose . - sharp - set : hungry . - Ram'azan fast : the great annual thirty- day fast of the Mohammedans ...
... eyes : English daisies are of a reddish color . — glowworm : a beetle which gives out light as it moves about . - flag : limp ; hang loose . - sharp - set : hungry . - Ram'azan fast : the great annual thirty- day fast of the Mohammedans ...
Strana 50
... eyes and showed her His angel , whom He had set by her side to guard her from all harm . At last the wedding - day arrived ; and Cecilia , full of confidence in the protection of her Divine Spouse , allowed her handmaidens to robe her ...
... eyes and showed her His angel , whom He had set by her side to guard her from all harm . At last the wedding - day arrived ; and Cecilia , full of confidence in the protection of her Divine Spouse , allowed her handmaidens to robe her ...
Iné vydania - Zobraziť všetky
Fifth Reader Luther Whiting Mason,James Matthew McLaughlin,George Augustus Veazie,William Wallace Gilchrist Úplné zobrazenie - 1897 |
Časté výrazy a frázy
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Populárne pasáže
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...