The Sprague Classic Readers: Book 1-5, Book 5, Part 2New York, 1904 - Readers |
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... seen a bloom and beauty more exquisite than the fruit itself — a soft , delicate flush that overspreads its blushing cheek . Now , if you strike your hand over that , and it is once gone , it is gone forever ; for it never grows but ...
... seen a bloom and beauty more exquisite than the fruit itself — a soft , delicate flush that overspreads its blushing cheek . Now , if you strike your hand over that , and it is once gone , it is gone forever ; for it never grows but ...
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... seen . " " Tell the earl what we have seen ! " said Walter ; ୧୧ why , what have we seen but a boat and men with scarlet jerkins and halberds in their hands ? Let us do his errand and tell him what the queen says in reply . " So saying ...
... seen . " " Tell the earl what we have seen ! " said Walter ; ୧୧ why , what have we seen but a boat and men with scarlet jerkins and halberds in their hands ? Let us do his errand and tell him what the queen says in reply . " So saying ...
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... seen on all sides , came Elizabeth herself , then in the pride of womanhood , and in the full glow of what in a sovereign was called beauty , and who would in the lowest rank of life have been truly judged a noble figure , joined to a ...
... seen on all sides , came Elizabeth herself , then in the pride of womanhood , and in the full glow of what in a sovereign was called beauty , and who would in the lowest rank of life have been truly judged a noble figure , joined to a ...
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... seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green , The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice , And there's never a leaf nor a bud too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at ...
... seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green , The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice , And there's never a leaf nor a bud too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at ...
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... seen in the sunny midday , or in the late afternoon when the shadows were lengthening under the hedgerows , stroll- ing out with uncovered head to carry Eppie beyond the Stone - pits to where the flowers grew , till they reached some ...
... seen in the sunny midday , or in the late afternoon when the shadows were lengthening under the hedgerows , stroll- ing out with uncovered head to carry Eppie beyond the Stone - pits to where the flowers grew , till they reached some ...
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Page 171 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Page 87 - Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea...
Page 215 - 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...
Page 183 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky: I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die.
Page 148 - Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, — Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed! Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil...
Page 23 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best?
Page 117 - On this I ponder Where'er I wander And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee, — With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Page 212 - However combinations or associations of the above description may now and then answer popular ends, they are likely, in the course of time and things, to become potent engines, by which cunning, ambitious, and unprincipled, men, will be enabled to subvert the power of the people, and to usurp for themselves the reins of government ; destroying afterwards the very engines which have lifted them to unjust dominion.
Page 211 - The basis of our political systems is the right of the people to make and to alter their Constitutions of Government. But the Constitution which at any time exists till changed by an explicit and authentic act of the whole people is sacredly obligatory upon all.
Page 216 - What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells How it dwells On the Future ; how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells— To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!