Laurie's Graduated series of reading lesson books, Book 5 |
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... shore to shore , while we flee over its surface " like a rushing mighty wind ! " Keen and piercingly cold is the morning breeze , but what matter ? Is not the blood of healthy happy boyhood coursing through our veins ? ... Now we glide ...
... shore to shore , while we flee over its surface " like a rushing mighty wind ! " Keen and piercingly cold is the morning breeze , but what matter ? Is not the blood of healthy happy boyhood coursing through our veins ? ... Now we glide ...
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... shore there are plenty of cocoa - nut trees , with a few houses peeping out from amongst them , and a very dingy wharf juts out into the sea ... Hist ! the grating of the chain as the anchor goes down ; speedily you are in the captain's ...
... shore there are plenty of cocoa - nut trees , with a few houses peeping out from amongst them , and a very dingy wharf juts out into the sea ... Hist ! the grating of the chain as the anchor goes down ; speedily you are in the captain's ...
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... shore ... But the sails being still spread , a sudden gust bore away the mast , which , in its fall , so much injured the helm that it became impos- sible to steer , and a very short time afterwards , the vessel struck . The first ...
... shore ... But the sails being still spread , a sudden gust bore away the mast , which , in its fall , so much injured the helm that it became impos- sible to steer , and a very short time afterwards , the vessel struck . The first ...
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... shore thought the people in the boat would be lost ... The activity of the men in the boat was their only safety ; and one of them , whose name was Donald Munro , but who , on account of his dress , was that day called Straw Hat and ...
... shore thought the people in the boat would be lost ... The activity of the men in the boat was their only safety ; and one of them , whose name was Donald Munro , but who , on account of his dress , was that day called Straw Hat and ...
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... shore . It appeared that these poor people had been driven out of their house at about eight o'clock on the Monday even- ing , and had fled to the only dry place they could reach . They had but just time to throw blankets over them ...
... shore . It appeared that these poor people had been driven out of their house at about eight o'clock on the Monday even- ing , and had fled to the only dry place they could reach . They had but just time to throw blankets over them ...
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Page 199 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Page 208 - I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Page 201 - 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 honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Page 118 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low; Each thing in its place is best; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.
Page 203 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Page 201 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Page 207 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was. Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown : May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more...
Page 104 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Page 205 - 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 202 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st...