Stories of Heroic Deeds: For Boys and GirlsAmerican Book Company, 1887 - 151 Seiten |
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... look here for master or for servant ; they two were the whole household , mas- ter and servant alike . Here the two travelers found rest . As they crossed the humble thresh- old , and bowed their heads to pass under the low door , the ...
... look here for master or for servant ; they two were the whole household , mas- ter and servant alike . Here the two travelers found rest . As they crossed the humble thresh- old , and bowed their heads to pass under the low door , the ...
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... looks became fierce and cruel as they stood and glared at one another . Cadmus was afraid of his life , but one of them said , " Meddle not with our civil war . " At length one of the warriors raised his sword and smote down another ...
... looks became fierce and cruel as they stood and glared at one another . Cadmus was afraid of his life , but one of them said , " Meddle not with our civil war . " At length one of the warriors raised his sword and smote down another ...
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... look how ugly they are all getting ! " said Ellie . " Yes ; when people live on poor vegetables , instead of roast beef and plum - pudding , their jaws grow larger and their lips grow coarser , like the poor people who eat nothing but ...
... look how ugly they are all getting ! " said Ellie . " Yes ; when people live on poor vegetables , instead of roast beef and plum - pudding , their jaws grow larger and their lips grow coarser , like the poor people who eat nothing but ...
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... looks and voice of Colonel Tarleton too sadly convinced the old traitor that he had been bit , and that young Selim was gone . To have been outwitted in this manner by a rebel - to have lost his peach - brandy , his hot breakfast , his ...
... looks and voice of Colonel Tarleton too sadly convinced the old traitor that he had been bit , and that young Selim was gone . To have been outwitted in this manner by a rebel - to have lost his peach - brandy , his hot breakfast , his ...
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... look troubled and hesitate , and cast down his eyes , she knew the strange visitor was trying to make him do something he did not quite want to do . She stole her little hand softly into her father's , and said , " Papa , come away ...
... look troubled and hesitate , and cast down his eyes , she knew the strange visitor was trying to make him do something he did not quite want to do . She stole her little hand softly into her father's , and said , " Papa , come away ...
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Seite 117 - Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Seite 143 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
Seite 116 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Seite 144 - Oh, better that her shattered hulk Should sink beneath the wave; Her thunders shook the mighty deep, And there should be her grave: Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms, The lightning and the gale!
Seite 76 - Take thy banner! May it wave Proudly o'er the good and brave; When the battle's distant wail Breaks the sabbath of our vale, When the clarion's music thrills To the hearts of these lone hills, When the spear in conflict shakes, And the strong lance shivering breaks. "Take thy banner! and, beneath The battle-cloud's encircling wreath, Guard it!
Seite 117 - Religion! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford. But the sound of the church-going bell These valleys and rocks never heard, Never sighed at the sound of a knell, Or smiled when a sabbath appeared.
Seite 128 - ... he said, who had an American heart in his bosom who would not have thrown open his fields, his barns, his cellars, the doors of his house, the portals of his breast, to have received with open arms the meanest soldier in that little band of famished patriots? Where is the man? There he stands — but whether the heart of an American beats in his bosom you, gentlemen, are to judge.
Seite 94 - ... How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Seite 76 - And the nuns' sweet hymn was heard the while, Sung low in the dim, mysterious aisle. "Take thy banner! May it wave Proudly o'er the good and brave; When the battle's distant wail Breaks the sabbath of...
Seite 118 - And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest...