Philips' series of reading books for public elementary schools, ed. by J.G. Cromwell, Book 4 |
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... furnace which he erected for the purpose of baking them . His experiments failed , and the results were broken pots and a waste of fuel , drugs , time , and labour . For many successive months and years , Palissy pursued his experiments ...
... furnace which he erected for the purpose of baking them . His experiments failed , and the results were broken pots and a waste of fuel , drugs , time , and labour . For many successive months and years , Palissy pursued his experiments ...
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... furnace , into which he continued from time to time to heave more fuel . The second day passed , and still the enamel did not melt . The sun set , and another night passed . The pale , haggard , unshorn , baffled , yet not beaten ...
... furnace , into which he continued from time to time to heave more fuel . The second day passed , and still the enamel did not melt . The sun set , and another night passed . The pale , haggard , unshorn , baffled , yet not beaten ...
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... furnace . They were burnt in vain ! The enamel had not yet melted . Ten minutes more heat might do it . Fuel must be had at whatever cost . There remained the household furniture and shelving . A crashing noise was heard in the house ...
... furnace . They were burnt in vain ! The enamel had not yet melted . Ten minutes more heat might do it . Fuel must be had at whatever cost . There remained the household furniture and shelving . A crashing noise was heard in the house ...
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... furnace , but he was so unfortunate as to build part of the inside with flints . When it was heated , these flints ... furnaces were without any covering or protection , and while attending to them , I have been for nights at the mercy ...
... furnace , but he was so unfortunate as to build part of the inside with flints . When it was heated , these flints ... furnaces were without any covering or protection , and while attending to them , I have been for nights at the mercy ...
Page 84
... furnaces that I was compelled to leave them , and seek shelter within doors . Drenched by rain , and in no better plight than if I had been dragged through mire , I have gone to lie down at mid- night , or at daybreak , stumbling into ...
... furnaces that I was compelled to leave them , and seek shelter within doors . Drenched by rain , and in no better plight than if I had been dragged through mire , I have gone to lie down at mid- night , or at daybreak , stumbling into ...
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Popular passages
Page 103 - Earth has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Page 156 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;
Page 117 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 42 - BEN ADHEM — may his tribe increase — Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold And to the presence in the room he said: 'What writest thou?' The vision raised its head, And with a look made all of sweet accord, Answered: 'The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 157 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. 5 By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, 'Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Page 188 - THE REVERIE OF POOR SUSAN AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years : Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the Bird.
Page 267 - But meanwhile axe and lever Have manfully been plied; And now the bridge hangs tottering Above the boiling tide. " Come back, come back, Horatius !
Page 92 - Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops— at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush: he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Page 158 - for Aix is in sight! "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Page 43 - The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,