The New Century Readers by Grades, Band 6Rand, McNally, 1901 - 159 Seiten |
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... ideas , nor fluency of words . In public , when called on for a sudden opinion , he was unready , short , and embarrassed . Yet he wrote readily , rather diffusely , in an easy and cor- rect style . This he had acquired by conversation ...
... ideas , nor fluency of words . In public , when called on for a sudden opinion , he was unready , short , and embarrassed . Yet he wrote readily , rather diffusely , in an easy and cor- rect style . This he had acquired by conversation ...
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... ideas of freedom and equality , so dear to man , so irresistible in that day ; Henry , the indescribable and lost spell of the speech of the emotions , which fills the eye , chills the blood , turns the cheek pale , -the lyric phase of ...
... ideas of freedom and equality , so dear to man , so irresistible in that day ; Henry , the indescribable and lost spell of the speech of the emotions , which fills the eye , chills the blood , turns the cheek pale , -the lyric phase of ...
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... ideas , he presented the appeal for months , day after day , until , on the third of July , 1776 , he could record the result , writing thus to his wife : " Yesterday , the greatest question was decided which ever was debated in America ...
... ideas , he presented the appeal for months , day after day , until , on the third of July , 1776 , he could record the result , writing thus to his wife : " Yesterday , the greatest question was decided which ever was debated in America ...
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... ideas . " Give me knowledge or I shall die , " has been the plaintive prayer of almost countless millions . No doubt the human race has sought gold too ardently , and does so still , but we must not suffer that passion to conceal from ...
... ideas . " Give me knowledge or I shall die , " has been the plaintive prayer of almost countless millions . No doubt the human race has sought gold too ardently , and does so still , but we must not suffer that passion to conceal from ...
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... idea or thing into its parts . as tron ' o mer , one versed in astron- omy ; a scientific observer of the stars . co los ' sal , great . ex ' pec ta ' tion , the act of looking for- ward to . i dol ' a ter , a worshiper of idols . in ...
... idea or thing into its parts . as tron ' o mer , one versed in astron- omy ; a scientific observer of the stars . co los ' sal , great . ex ' pec ta ' tion , the act of looking for- ward to . i dol ' a ter , a worshiper of idols . in ...
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Seite 52 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Seite 147 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
Seite 101 - ... sort of people who think that nothing exists but what is gross and material, and who, therefore, far from being qualified to be directors of the great movement of empire, are not fit to turn a wheel in the machine. But to men truly initiated and rightly taught, these ruling and master principles which, in the opinion of such men as I have mentioned, have no substantial existence, are in truth everything, and all in all. Magnanimity in politics is not seldom the truest wisdom ; and a great empire...
Seite 147 - I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Seite 15 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Seite 70 - O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!
Seite 133 - 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, Bells, bells, bells — To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells...
Seite 101 - England worship freedom, they will turn their faces towards you. The more they multiply, the more friends you will have; the more ardently they love liberty, the more perfect will be their obedience. Slavery they can have anywhere. It is a weed that grows in every soil.
Seite 155 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread : Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this
Seite 83 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.