(The British readers). The first (-sixth) reader, ed. by T. Morrison. The literary reader, a companion vol. to the fifth and sixth readers |
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... island near New London . Many of the passengers were on their way to join in the celebration of the annual Thanksgiving in New England . The bell of this boat , supported by a portion of the wreck , continued for many days and nights to ...
... island near New London . Many of the passengers were on their way to join in the celebration of the annual Thanksgiving in New England . The bell of this boat , supported by a portion of the wreck , continued for many days and nights to ...
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... Island " in 1827. He died 30th April , 1854. ] 1. HIGHER , higher will we climb Up the mount of glory , That our names may live through time In our country's story ; Happy , when her welfare calls , He who conquers , he who falls . 2 ...
... Island " in 1827. He died 30th April , 1854. ] 1. HIGHER , higher will we climb Up the mount of glory , That our names may live through time In our country's story ; Happy , when her welfare calls , He who conquers , he who falls . 2 ...
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... islands , Were wreathed in a garland around him to twine ! O that some seedling gem Worthy such noble stem , Honoured and blessed in their shadow might grow ! Loud should Clan - Alpine then Ring from her deepmost glen , " Roderich Vich ...
... islands , Were wreathed in a garland around him to twine ! O that some seedling gem Worthy such noble stem , Honoured and blessed in their shadow might grow ! Loud should Clan - Alpine then Ring from her deepmost glen , " Roderich Vich ...
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... Islands of the bless'd . " 3. The mountains look on Marathon , And Marathon looks on the sea : And musing there an hour , alone , I dreamed that Greece might still be free ! For , standing on the Persian's grave , I could 68 889 ...
... Islands of the bless'd . " 3. The mountains look on Marathon , And Marathon looks on the sea : And musing there an hour , alone , I dreamed that Greece might still be free ! For , standing on the Persian's grave , I could 68 889 ...
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... island of Lesbos . Delos . - An island in the Archipelago . According to a legend , it was called out of the deep by the trident of Neptune , but was a floating island until Jupiter fastened it to the bottom of the sea . Phœbus ...
... island of Lesbos . Delos . - An island in the Archipelago . According to a legend , it was called out of the deep by the trident of Neptune , but was a floating island until Jupiter fastened it to the bottom of the sea . Phœbus ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
arms Barbara Frietchie BARONESS NAIRN battle Battle of Morgarten beautiful beneath bird blood born brave breath Brutus Cæsar chamber door cried Dacotahs dark dead death deep died dreadful Duke earth eyes fall father fear fell fire forest Gêlert glory grave hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha Highlanders honour Hurra John king lady land Laughing Water leal light live Lochiel look lord Maria Marston Moor methought morning mountain never Nevermore night noble o'er poem poet pray Quoth the raven raven river rock Roderich Vich Alpine round Roundhead shout Shylock smiled sorrow soul spirit stood stream Sudorifics Sweet William sword tears Tell thee thou trees Tubal Cain Twas unto voice waves weep wild wind WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED word Yarrow young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 47 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
Seite 96 - Yea, twice the sum : if that will not suffice, I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Seite 41 - tis his will : Let but the Commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood...
Seite 40 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Seite 82 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above, And life is thorny, and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Seite 16 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Seite 201 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Seite 44 - Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Seite 29 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — O to abide in the desert with thee!
Seite 83 - They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Lite cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between ; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.