The Fifth Progressive Reader, 5권P.O?Shea, 1878 |
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... Rose out of chaos : or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God , I thence Invoke thy aid to my advent'rous song , That , with no middle flight , intends to soar Above th ' Aonian mount ...
... Rose out of chaos : or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God , I thence Invoke thy aid to my advent'rous song , That , with no middle flight , intends to soar Above th ' Aonian mount ...
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... Rose more loud and full and clear ; " For the sake of all my brethren , I thank God that I am here ! Poor had been my Life's best efforts , Now I waste no thought or breath- For the prayer of those who suffer Has the strength of Love ...
... Rose more loud and full and clear ; " For the sake of all my brethren , I thank God that I am here ! Poor had been my Life's best efforts , Now I waste no thought or breath- For the prayer of those who suffer Has the strength of Love ...
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... the smaller States in the South , and finally succeeded in making tributary to itself the larger kingdoms of Mercia , East Anglia , and Northum bria . concerns . he rose with the earliest dawn of summer 80 THE FIFTH READER ..
... the smaller States in the South , and finally succeeded in making tributary to itself the larger kingdoms of Mercia , East Anglia , and Northum bria . concerns . he rose with the earliest dawn of summer 80 THE FIFTH READER ..
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Pádraig Ó Seaghdha. concerns . he rose with the earliest dawn of summer to his work . A short prayer and a scanty breakfast were his first After spending some hours in the business of the state , he would mount his horse , and gallop off ...
Pádraig Ó Seaghdha. concerns . he rose with the earliest dawn of summer to his work . A short prayer and a scanty breakfast were his first After spending some hours in the business of the state , he would mount his horse , and gallop off ...
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... rose from the Pantheon , and when camelopards and tigers bounded in the Slavian amphi- theater . 2. The proudest royal houses are but of yesterday , when compared with the line of the Supreme Pontiffs . That line we trace back in an ...
... rose from the Pantheon , and when camelopards and tigers bounded in the Slavian amphi- theater . 2. The proudest royal houses are but of yesterday , when compared with the line of the Supreme Pontiffs . That line we trace back in an ...
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276 페이지 - 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 페이지 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out, to tire each other down...
107 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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.