The New Fifth ReaderBenziger Bros., 1894 - 386 pages |
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... born in England in 1821 , and died December 30 , 1893 . He was educated as an engineer , and at an early age went to Ceylon . love of field - sports and of adventure led him to undertake a journey of exploration on the Upper Nile . In ...
... born in England in 1821 , and died December 30 , 1893 . He was educated as an engineer , and at an early age went to Ceylon . love of field - sports and of adventure led him to undertake a journey of exploration on the Upper Nile . In ...
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... born near the site of old St. Mary's in Maryland . As a colony and as a State she has had her distinguished men . 4. Of the primitive colony of Catholic Maryland , what shall I say ? Of course I shall invite your attention to those ...
... born near the site of old St. Mary's in Maryland . As a colony and as a State she has had her distinguished men . 4. Of the primitive colony of Catholic Maryland , what shall I say ? Of course I shall invite your attention to those ...
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... ( born 1800 ; died 1891 ) ( 6 ) ? Tell in your own words what he has said of Calvert and the settlement of Maryland . The Onondagas ( on'on da'gas ) were Indians ( 3 ) . FALSEHOOD . Let falsehood be a stranger to thy lips . Shame on the ...
... ( born 1800 ; died 1891 ) ( 6 ) ? Tell in your own words what he has said of Calvert and the settlement of Maryland . The Onondagas ( on'on da'gas ) were Indians ( 3 ) . FALSEHOOD . Let falsehood be a stranger to thy lips . Shame on the ...
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... born courage , that never dies , Flashed from his rider's coal - black eyes . The pebbles flew from the fearful race ; The rain - drops splashed on her glowing face On , on , brave beast ! " with loud appeal Cried eager , resolute ...
... born courage , that never dies , Flashed from his rider's coal - black eyes . The pebbles flew from the fearful race ; The rain - drops splashed on her glowing face On , on , brave beast ! " with loud appeal Cried eager , resolute ...
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... born in Philadelphia in 1848. She is the author of many short stories , but is best known as a writer of religious poetry . Pancratius , or St. Pancras as he is called in English , suffered martyrdom when only fourteen years old ...
... born in Philadelphia in 1848. She is the author of many short stories , but is best known as a writer of religious poetry . Pancratius , or St. Pancras as he is called in English , suffered martyrdom when only fourteen years old ...
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Page 351 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 270 - Where's Van Bummel, the schoolmaster?" "He went off to the wars too, was a great militia general, and is now in congress." Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war— congress— Stony Point— he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip...
Page 269 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed.
Page 353 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial current of the soul.
Page 270 - Tory, a Tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order, and having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit what he came there for, and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors, who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
Page 266 - He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains. He shook his head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and with a heart full of trouble and anxiety turned his steps homeward. As he approached the village he met a number of people...
Page 158 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
Page 267 - A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it. Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut, indeed. "My very dog," sighed poor Rip, "has forgotten me!
Page 205 - An hour passed on — the Turk awoke; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!
Page 228 - Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat...