Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainment: Arranged for the Exercises of the School, College and Public Reader, with Elocutionary AdviceRobert McLean Cumnock Jansen, McClurg & Company, 1882 - 426 Seiten |
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... Angels of young children , with regards not quite estranged , when the swift river bears us to the ocean ! CHARLES DICKENS . TEARS , IDLE TEARS . FROM " THE PRINCESS " TEARS , idle tears , I know not what they mean , Tears from the ...
... Angels of young children , with regards not quite estranged , when the swift river bears us to the ocean ! CHARLES DICKENS . TEARS , IDLE TEARS . FROM " THE PRINCESS " TEARS , idle tears , I know not what they mean , Tears from the ...
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... angels do so smile , and beckon little Jim , I have no pain , dear mother , now , but O ! I am so dry , Just moisten poor Jim's lips again , and , mother , don't you cry . " With gentle , trembling haste she held the liquid to his lip ...
... angels do so smile , and beckon little Jim , I have no pain , dear mother , now , but O ! I am so dry , Just moisten poor Jim's lips again , and , mother , don't you cry . " With gentle , trembling haste she held the liquid to his lip ...
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... angels in their ascension clothes , Waiting for those who prayed below . " So those three hundred people clung As well as they could to spar and rope ; With a word of prayer upon every tongue , Nor on any face a glimmer of hope . But ...
... angels in their ascension clothes , Waiting for those who prayed below . " So those three hundred people clung As well as they could to spar and rope ; With a word of prayer upon every tongue , Nor on any face a glimmer of hope . But ...
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... angels , like the Pleiad seven , Their lips to silver clarions given , Blew welcome round the walls of heaven . In skyey garments , silky thin , The glad retainers floated in A thousand forms , and yet no din : And from the visage of ...
... angels , like the Pleiad seven , Their lips to silver clarions given , Blew welcome round the walls of heaven . In skyey garments , silky thin , The glad retainers floated in A thousand forms , and yet no din : And from the visage of ...
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... angels unnumbered , By Jacob was seen , as he slumbered Alone in the desert at night ? The Angels of Wind and of Fire Chant only one hymn , and expire With the song's irresistible stress ; Expire in their rapture and wonder , As harp ...
... angels unnumbered , By Jacob was seen , as he slumbered Alone in the desert at night ? The Angels of Wind and of Fire Chant only one hymn , and expire With the song's irresistible stress ; Expire in their rapture and wonder , As harp ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON angels Annabel Lee arms Bawne beautiful bells breast Bregenz bright Captain carpet-bag Charco CHARLES DICKENS child chronometer watch cloud Connor cried dark dead dear Dora dream eyes face father Fezziwig forever Forever never Frenchman give grave hand head hear heard heart heaven Henry HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW honor Kate Kath king kiss lady Lars Porsena laugh light lips living look Lord mother musical scale never night Nora o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES once Patrick poor pray prayer rain replied river river Lee rose round SAMUEL LOVER Sandalphon Senator shining shout silent sleep smile sorrow soul sound squire star stood sweet tears tell thee there's thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought tone turned voice waves Weller wild wind word young
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Seite 299 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Seite 51 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Seite 232 - 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' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Seite 350 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold; Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord.
Seite 319 - 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 388 - O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Seite 361 - I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch as the gate-bolts undrew; "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
Seite 326 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Seite 232 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...