The Fifth Progressive Reader, 5±ÇP.O?Shea, 1878 |
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... fire alive and glowing . 3. A man can never be obliged to submit to any power , unless he can be satisfied who is the person who has a right to exercise it . RULE XI . - Pause before that , when it is used for a con junction . EXAMPLE ...
... fire alive and glowing . 3. A man can never be obliged to submit to any power , unless he can be satisfied who is the person who has a right to exercise it . RULE XI . - Pause before that , when it is used for a con junction . EXAMPLE ...
73 ÆäÀÌÁö
... fire and sword . Valentinian III . made a precipitate retreat from Ravenna , and hastened to seek shelter within the walls of Rome . Attila besieged and destroyed the cities of Aquileia , Padua , Verona , Vicenza , Brescia , and Bergamo ...
... fire and sword . Valentinian III . made a precipitate retreat from Ravenna , and hastened to seek shelter within the walls of Rome . Attila besieged and destroyed the cities of Aquileia , Padua , Verona , Vicenza , Brescia , and Bergamo ...
76 ÆäÀÌÁö
... fire of pain : They remember me no longer , But I , grieving here alone , Bind their souls to me forever By the love within my own . " 6. But the Voice cried : " Once remember You devoted soul and mind To the welfare of your brethren ...
... fire of pain : They remember me no longer , But I , grieving here alone , Bind their souls to me forever By the love within my own . " 6. But the Voice cried : " Once remember You devoted soul and mind To the welfare of your brethren ...
79 ÆäÀÌÁö
... fire of logs that crackled in the center of the clay floor . Alfred , who was dressed in the common clothes of a peasant , took out his knife and began to shape a part of his bow that needed trim- ming . The woman asked him to see that ...
... fire of logs that crackled in the center of the clay floor . Alfred , who was dressed in the common clothes of a peasant , took out his knife and began to shape a part of his bow that needed trim- ming . The woman asked him to see that ...
105 ÆäÀÌÁö
... fires up the chimney roared : The stranger feasted at his board ; But , like the skeleton at the feast , That warning timepiece never ceased , ¡ª " Forever - never ! Never forever ! " 6. There groups of merry children played ; There ...
... fires up the chimney roared : The stranger feasted at his board ; But , like the skeleton at the feast , That warning timepiece never ceased , ¡ª " Forever - never ! Never forever ! " 6. There groups of merry children played ; There ...
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276 ÆäÀÌÁö - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school ; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew...
270 ÆäÀÌÁö - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out, to tire each other down...
107 ÆäÀÌÁö - He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn, but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its place, with great gaping windows, some of them broken and mended with old hats and petticoats, and over the door was painted, " The Union Hotel, by Jonathan Doolittle." Instead of the great tree that used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore, there now was reared a tall, naked pole, with something on the top that looked like a red night-cap, and from it...
110 ÆäÀÌÁö - Rip looked and beheld a precise counterpart of himself as he went up the mountain, apparently as lazy and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded. He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. In the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name. "God knows," exclaimed he, at his wit's end; "I'm not myself.
275 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all: And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
276 ÆäÀÌÁö - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm...
269 ÆäÀÌÁö - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round.
278 ÆäÀÌÁö - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place : The whitewashed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
107 ÆäÀÌÁö - He recognized on the sign, however, the ruby face of King George, under which he had smoked so many a peaceful pipe ; but even this was singularly metamorphosed.
274 ÆäÀÌÁö - She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To pick her wintry fagot from the thorn, To seek her nightly shed, and weep till morn; She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain.