Progressive Readers: A Class Book for the Use of Advanced Pupils, in Public and Private Schools, Comprising a Very Large Selection of Lessons, a Treatise on the Principles of Elocution, and a Full Explanatory Index, Etc, Issue 5H.C.Peck, 1866 - 562 pages |
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... Night • 204 The Lady's Dream 206. The Gray Forest Eagle 208. The Bell of the Atlantic 210. The Flight of Years 212. Death of Marmion 214. The Raven 216. Picture Writing 218. A World without Water 222. Hymn on the Seasons 224. Goody ...
... Night • 204 The Lady's Dream 206. The Gray Forest Eagle 208. The Bell of the Atlantic 210. The Flight of Years 212. Death of Marmion 214. The Raven 216. Picture Writing 218. A World without Water 222. Hymn on the Seasons 224. Goody ...
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... night shades are gone , yet a vapor dull Bedims the wave so beautiful ; While a low and melancholy moan Mourns for the glory that hath flown ! PURE TONE . TRANQUILLITY . Our bugles sang truce ; for the night cloud had lowered , And the ...
... night shades are gone , yet a vapor dull Bedims the wave so beautiful ; While a low and melancholy moan Mourns for the glory that hath flown ! PURE TONE . TRANQUILLITY . Our bugles sang truce ; for the night cloud had lowered , And the ...
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... night Is chequered with the northern light . " From out the forest prance A trampling troop - I see them come ! A thousand horse - and none to ride ! - With flowing tail , and flying mane , Wide nostrils , never stretched by pain ...
... night Is chequered with the northern light . " From out the forest prance A trampling troop - I see them come ! A thousand horse - and none to ride ! - With flowing tail , and flying mane , Wide nostrils , never stretched by pain ...
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... night , when deep sleep falleth on man , Fear came upon me , and trembling , which made all my bones to shake . Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up : It stood still , but I could not discern the form ...
... night , when deep sleep falleth on man , Fear came upon me , and trembling , which made all my bones to shake . Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up : It stood still , but I could not discern the form ...
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... night , good - night ! when I have said good - night for evermore , And you see me carried out from the threshold of the door ; Don't let Effie come to see me till my grave be growing green : She'll be a better child to you than ever I ...
... night , good - night ! when I have said good - night for evermore , And you see me carried out from the threshold of the door ; Don't let Effie come to see me till my grave be growing green : She'll be a better child to you than ever I ...
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Page 347 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Page 473 - 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
Page 471 - 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 153 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Page 347 - When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come, And make their bed with thee. As the long train Of ages glide away, the sons of men, The youth in life's green spring, and he who goes In the full strength of years, matron, and maid, And the sweet babe, and the gray-headed man, — Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow...
Page 291 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 292 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master...
Page 290 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing...
Page 422 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Page 153 - His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...