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... watching for him , Yearning to hold him again to her heart ; And there he lies with his blue eyes dim , And the smiling , child - like lips apart . Tenderly bury the fair , young dead , Pausing to 56 THE FIFTH READER . Vegetable Rank.
... watching for him , Yearning to hold him again to her heart ; And there he lies with his blue eyes dim , And the smiling , child - like lips apart . Tenderly bury the fair , young dead , Pausing to 56 THE FIFTH READER . Vegetable Rank.
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... smiling man with an ax on his shoulder . " My pretty boy , " said he , " has your father a grindstone ? " " Yes , sir , " said I. " You are a fine little fellow , " said he ; " will you let me grind my ax on it ? " Pleased with the ...
... smiling man with an ax on his shoulder . " My pretty boy , " said he , " has your father a grindstone ? " " Yes , sir , " said I. " You are a fine little fellow , " said he ; " will you let me grind my ax on it ? " Pleased with the ...
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... smiling beyond thee ; Rest not content in thy darkness - a clod : Work - for some good , be it ever so slowly ; Cherish some flower , be it ever so lowly ; Labor ! -all labor is noble and holy ; Let thy great deeds be thy prayer to thy ...
... smiling beyond thee ; Rest not content in thy darkness - a clod : Work - for some good , be it ever so slowly ; Cherish some flower , be it ever so lowly ; Labor ! -all labor is noble and holy ; Let thy great deeds be thy prayer to thy ...
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... smiling from the artist's canvas . 3. The artist took great pleasure in looking at the sweet , innocent face . When he was troubled , irri- tated , or perplexed , he lifted his eyes to that lovely image on the wall , and its beautiful ...
... smiling from the artist's canvas . 3. The artist took great pleasure in looking at the sweet , innocent face . When he was troubled , irri- tated , or perplexed , he lifted his eyes to that lovely image on the wall , and its beautiful ...
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... smiled , understandingly , when I said : " No , I thank you , you dear , generous little girl ; I don't care about oranges . " 7. At noon , we had a tedious interval of waiting at a dreary station . We sat for two hours on a narrow ...
... smiled , understandingly , when I said : " No , I thank you , you dear , generous little girl ; I don't care about oranges . " 7. At noon , we had a tedious interval of waiting at a dreary station . We sat for two hours on a narrow ...
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135 ÆäÀÌÁö - THOUGH I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.
278 ÆäÀÌÁö - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; "Speed...
109 ÆäÀÌÁö - THEN the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said, WHO is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? Gird up now thy loins like a man ; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me.
98 ÆäÀÌÁö - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.
310 ÆäÀÌÁö - Laertes' head.'] And these few precepts in thy memory. Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment • Of each new-hatched, unfledged comrade.
309 ÆäÀÌÁö - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits, and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms; And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school: And then, the lover; Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress...
312 ÆäÀÌÁö - All murder'd; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
176 ÆäÀÌÁö - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
109 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding. Who hath laid the measures thereof, if thou knowest? or who hath stretched the line upon it? Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the corner-stone thereof: When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?
315 ÆäÀÌÁö - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..