The Book of Brave AdventuresMacmillan, 1915 - 147 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
America Armada army Army of God began boats Boston BRAVE ADVENTURES brought burned called Canaan cannon captured carried colonists cried Crimea cruel crusaders dark Death desert enemy England English fight fleet France French gathered GEORGE CROLY gold Greece guard guns happened harbor Hebrews hills Holy City horse Indians Intermediate Grades Jerusalem killed king knew Leif Leonidas Light Brigade live Lord Cardigan Lord Lucern Lord Raglan Louis the Fourteenth Mayflower Moses mountains night Norsemen pass Persian Peter the Hermit Pharaoh Pilgrims poor prisoners Promised Land pronounced rode Russians sail sailors sand savages Scrooby ships shore shouted sick six hundred soldiers soon Spain Spartans storm story strange tell terrible Thermopylæ Thessaly thousand told town troops Turks valley vessels Vineland walls waves wild women worship Xerxes
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 134 - Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Seite 50 - Then launched they to the blast, Bent like a reed each mast, Yet we were gaining fast, When the wind failed us; And with a sudden flaw Came round the gusty Skaw, So that our foe we saw Laugh as he hailed us.
Seite 46 - SPEAK ! speak ! thou fearful guest Who, with thy hollow breast Still in rude armor drest, Comest to daunt me ! Wrapt not in Eastern balms, But with thy fleshless palms Stretched, as if asking alms, Why dost thou haunt me?
Seite 20 - Along the emblazoned wall. This was the truest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word ; And never earth's philosopher Traced with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men.
Seite 52 - Beating to sea again, Through the wild hurricane Bore I the maiden. " Three weeks we westward bore. And when the storm was o'er, Cloud-like we saw the shore Stretching to leeward; There for my lady's bower Built I the lofty tower, Which to this very hour Stands looking seaward.
Seite 94 - THE breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed.
Seite 48 - Often our midnight shout Set the cocks crowing, As we the Berserk's tale Measured in cups of ale, Draining the oaken pail, Filled to o'erflowing.
Seite 19 - Noiselessly as the daylight comes back when night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek grows into the great sun. Noiselessly as the spring-time her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the hills open their thousand leaves ; So without sound of music, or voice of them that wept, Silently down from the mountain's crown the great procession swept.
Seite 49 - She was a Prince's child, I but a Viking wild, And though she blushed and smiled, I was discarded! Should not the dove so white Follow the sea-mew's flight, Why did they leave that night Her nest unguarded?
Seite 135 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.