New National Fifth ReaderAmerican Book Company, 1884 - 480 pages |
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Page 40
... hundred miles and more to bring him a favorite dish . The old sergeant was wholly lost in joyful emotions , and ... hundreds of kisses upon his lips , and asked him many questions , all of which Fritz answered frankly . At a hint from ...
... hundred miles and more to bring him a favorite dish . The old sergeant was wholly lost in joyful emotions , and ... hundreds of kisses upon his lips , and asked him many questions , all of which Fritz answered frankly . At a hint from ...
Page 47
... hundred pounds for his little song ; and after he has realized a certain amount from the sale , little Pierre , here , is to share the profits . Madam , thank God that your son has a gift from Heaven . " The noble - hearted singer and ...
... hundred pounds for his little song ; and after he has realized a certain amount from the sale , little Pierre , here , is to share the profits . Madam , thank God that your son has a gift from Heaven . " The noble - hearted singer and ...
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... hundreds of years . But , though nobody had told him of such an art , he may be said to have invented it for himself . On a table near at hand , there were pens and paper , and ink of two colors , black and red . The boy seized a pen ...
... hundreds of years . But , though nobody had told him of such an art , he may be said to have invented it for himself . On a table near at hand , there were pens and paper , and ink of two colors , black and red . The boy seized a pen ...
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... hundreds of his subjects are off at play , on the lawns , in the meadows , and by the brook side . Those comical little beauties , the Dutchman's Breeches , may be seen any time climbing the low hill - side , or waving their feathery ...
... hundreds of his subjects are off at play , on the lawns , in the meadows , and by the brook side . Those comical little beauties , the Dutchman's Breeches , may be seen any time climbing the low hill - side , or waving their feathery ...
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... hundred paces distant from the jungle ; this intervening space was covered with heavy , dry sand , that had been thrown up by the stream in the sudden bend of the river . I proposed that we should endeavor to stalk the elephant , by ...
... hundred paces distant from the jungle ; this intervening space was covered with heavy , dry sand , that had been thrown up by the stream in the sudden bend of the river . I proposed that we should endeavor to stalk the elephant , by ...
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Page 439 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
Page 27 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer,— Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Page 456 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never— nevermore.
Page 405 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night. And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Page 454 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Page 394 - So all night long the storm roared on; The morning broke without a sun; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs, In starry flake and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below — A universe of sky and snow!
Page 455 - But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing more.
Page 456 - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. 'Wretch...
Page 379 - I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Page 58 - I live for those who love me, For those who know me true, For the heaven that smiles above me, And awaits my spirit too ; For the cause that lacks assistance, For the wrong that needs resistance, For the future in the distance, And the good that I can do.