The Sixth ReaderCowperthwait & Company, 1872 - 408 Seiten |
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... mòved , —the everlasting Creator of countless worlds , “ the high and lofty One that inhabiteth etèr nity . " What a sublime concèption ! He inhabits eternity , óccu pies this inconceivable duration , pervades and fills throughout this ...
... mòved , —the everlasting Creator of countless worlds , “ the high and lofty One that inhabiteth etèr nity . " What a sublime concèption ! He inhabits eternity , óccu pies this inconceivable duration , pervades and fills throughout this ...
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... moved by his expressions of gratitude to make still greater exer- tions in his behalf , the attorney resolved to go up to Lon- don , and lay the case before Sir Matthew Hale , the Lord Chief Justice of the King's Bench , -a man no less ...
... moved by his expressions of gratitude to make still greater exer- tions in his behalf , the attorney resolved to go up to Lon- don , and lay the case before Sir Matthew Hale , the Lord Chief Justice of the King's Bench , -a man no less ...
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... moved by the sight that met his eyes . 9. " I pray you hear me ! " cried Télésile , throwing her- self at his feet . " I am a simple maiden ; my life is of no account ; then let me die , my lord duke ! But spare , oh , spare him , the ...
... moved by the sight that met his eyes . 9. " I pray you hear me ! " cried Télésile , throwing her- self at his feet . " I am a simple maiden ; my life is of no account ; then let me die , my lord duke ! But spare , oh , spare him , the ...
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... moved you that George Washington be appointed commander of the forces raised , or to be raised , for the de- fence of American liberty , ( may my right hand forget her cunning , and my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth , if I ...
... moved you that George Washington be appointed commander of the forces raised , or to be raised , for the de- fence of American liberty , ( may my right hand forget her cunning , and my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth , if I ...
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... moved towards the door . 8. Cromwell now resumed his discourse . " It is you , ” he exclaimed , " that have forced me to do this . I have sought the Lord both day and night that he would rather slay me than put me on the doing of this ...
... moved towards the door . 8. Cromwell now resumed his discourse . " It is you , ” he exclaimed , " that have forced me to do this . I have sought the Lord both day and night that he would rather slay me than put me on the doing of this ...
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Acadian arms beauty beneath bird black crows blood blow blue born brave breath brother Catiline Charles the Bold child clouds cried Crowfield Cusha dark dead death deep earth England eyes father feel fire flowers France gates give glory gold golden hand Harvard College hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honor Hyder Ali KARST land light live Lochinvar look Lord loud Medford town morning mountain Nature Neph never night o'er ocean Paul Revere Pleiades poet poor pray retina rise rocks round sail Scrooge ship shore shout silent sing smile soul sound speak spirit stand stars stone stood stream sweet sword T. B. ALDRICH tears tell thee thing thou thought thunder tone Trinity College turned utter village maid voice watch waves wind word young
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Seite 250 - Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them...
Seite 98 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume, And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better, by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Seite 253 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Seite 98 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Seite 111 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Seite 358 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Seite 341 - When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Seite 342 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Seite 176 - 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.
Seite 381 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.