The Progressive Third Reader: For Public and Private Schools : Containing the Elementary Principles of Elocution ...O. Ellsworth, 1864 - 320 strán (strany) |
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Strana 58
... farm- yards . Never had the parish seemed so populous . 2. The balmy air was jocund with laughter , whistle , and song . And when the trees threw the shadow of one o'clock on the green dial - face of the earth , the horses were turned ...
... farm- yards . Never had the parish seemed so populous . 2. The balmy air was jocund with laughter , whistle , and song . And when the trees threw the shadow of one o'clock on the green dial - face of the earth , the horses were turned ...
Strana 70
... name of Jews after their captivity in Bab . ylon , about 518 B. C. ↑ Greek , a native - born citizen of Greece Clauses . 1. He could manage his workshop and farm 70 THE PROGRESSIVE FOURTH READER . Fraternal Relations Concluded.
... name of Jews after their captivity in Bab . ylon , about 518 B. C. ↑ Greek , a native - born citizen of Greece Clauses . 1. He could manage his workshop and farm 70 THE PROGRESSIVE FOURTH READER . Fraternal Relations Concluded.
Strana 71
... farm , or preside in the sènate ; conduct his own affairs with prúdence , or economize for the state . 2. The steam - engine can engrave a séal , or crush masses of obdu- rate mètal before it ; draw out a thread as fine as góssamer , or ...
... farm , or preside in the sènate ; conduct his own affairs with prúdence , or economize for the state . 2. The steam - engine can engrave a séal , or crush masses of obdu- rate mètal before it ; draw out a thread as fine as góssamer , or ...
Strana 116
... farm - houses , the orchards , the groups of trees , the corn - fields , the yellow rye , and the now half - ripe oats . us . 14. It is not an even , level valley , but a collection of wide swells or rolls of land setting in on the ...
... farm - houses , the orchards , the groups of trees , the corn - fields , the yellow rye , and the now half - ripe oats . us . 14. It is not an even , level valley , but a collection of wide swells or rolls of land setting in on the ...
Strana 160
... farming , with a view of recruiting his health , became acquainted with Mr. Burritt ; and he was also * Penn - syi - va'ni - a , one of the Middle States , and the second in population in the Union . deeply interested in his family ...
... farming , with a view of recruiting his health , became acquainted with Mr. Burritt ; and he was also * Penn - syi - va'ni - a , one of the Middle States , and the second in population in the Union . deeply interested in his family ...
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Strana 349 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: — "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!
Strana 231 - UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
Strana 148 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Strana 390 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Strana 350 - They fought, like brave men, long and well ; They piled that ground with Moslem slain; They conquered— but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won; Then saw in death his eyelids close, Calmly, as to a night's repose, Like flowers at set of sun.
Strana 421 - Through days of sorrow and of mirth, Through days of death and days of birth, Through every swift vicissitude Of changeful time , unchanged it has stood , And as if, like God, it all things saw, It calmly repeats those words of awe , — " Forever — never ! Never — forever!
Strana 350 - But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word, And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be.
Strana 431 - 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.
Strana 147 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Strana 148 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.