The Speaker's Garland: Comprising 100 Choice Selections ...Penn Publishing Company, 1885 - Readers |
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... gone ( sniff - sniff ) don't you fuss an ' take on ( sniff - sniff ) Like old Widder Dorothy Day ( sniff - sniff ) . Look out fur your tin ( sniff - sniff ) if you marry agin ( sniff -sniff ) , Nor throw your affections away ( sniff ...
... gone ( sniff - sniff ) don't you fuss an ' take on ( sniff - sniff ) Like old Widder Dorothy Day ( sniff - sniff ) . Look out fur your tin ( sniff - sniff ) if you marry agin ( sniff -sniff ) , Nor throw your affections away ( sniff ...
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... gone ! " It was a ghost ! " said Jimmy , in a whisper . " I knew somethin ' was a - goin ' to happen , ' cause I felt so queer like . " They come a crowdin ' up to find why I'd stopped the train , an ' I swear I never felt so kind o ...
... gone ! " It was a ghost ! " said Jimmy , in a whisper . " I knew somethin ' was a - goin ' to happen , ' cause I felt so queer like . " They come a crowdin ' up to find why I'd stopped the train , an ' I swear I never felt so kind o ...
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... gone some steps before . What say you , friends ? That this is Ephesus , and Christ has gone Back to his kingdom ? Ay , ' tis so , ' tis so . I know it all ; and yet , just now , I seemed To stand once more upon my native hills And ...
... gone some steps before . What say you , friends ? That this is Ephesus , and Christ has gone Back to his kingdom ? Ay , ' tis so , ' tis so . I know it all ; and yet , just now , I seemed To stand once more upon my native hills And ...
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... gone , - They had dreaded that the most , - The next their last scant ration went , And each man looked a ghost " As he stood , gaunt - eyed , behind his Like a crippled stag at bay , gun , And watched starvation - though not defeat ...
... gone , - They had dreaded that the most , - The next their last scant ration went , And each man looked a ghost " As he stood , gaunt - eyed , behind his Like a crippled stag at bay , gun , And watched starvation - though not defeat ...
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... gone , That used to be playing about my knee , With their noisy mirth and boisterous glee ? Who littered the carpets and misplaced the chairs , And scattered their playthings all unawares ; Who called for their suppers , with eager ...
... gone , That used to be playing about my knee , With their noisy mirth and boisterous glee ? Who littered the carpets and misplaced the chairs , And scattered their playthings all unawares ; Who called for their suppers , with eager ...
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Popular passages
Page 159 - WHEN Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Thronged around her magic cell...
Page 147 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 159 - He threw his blood-stained sword, in thunder, down ; And with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe...
Page 161 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round...
Page 162 - The Minstrel came once more to view The eastern ridge of Benvenue, For ere he parted, he would say Farewell to lovely Loch Achray — Where shall he find, in foreign land, So lone a lake, so sweet a strand...
Page 147 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's. isle ; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Page 217 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence: live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Page 147 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! HEBEK.
Page 175 - A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun, A gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow : Long had I watched the glory moving on O'er the still radiance of the Lake below. Tranquil its spirit seemed, and floated slow .' Even in its very motion there was rest : While every breath of eve that chanced to blow, Wafted the traveller to the beauteous West.
Page 15 - HUSH ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be ; When from heaven he descended...