The Home Reader and ReciterChristian herald, 1906 - 320 páginas |
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Página 27
... smile Behind the painted grin he wore . He bowed his head , and bent his knee Upon the monarch's silken stool ; His pleading voice arose : " O Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " No pity , Lord , can change the heart From red with ...
... smile Behind the painted grin he wore . He bowed his head , and bent his knee Upon the monarch's silken stool ; His pleading voice arose : " O Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " No pity , Lord , can change the heart From red with ...
Página 45
... smile : " Now , is dey anything you want , sah ? - ' case you kin have jes ' anything you wants , don't make no difference what it is . " I said , " Can I have some hot water and a tumbler at nine to - night ? " " Yes , sah , dat you ...
... smile : " Now , is dey anything you want , sah ? - ' case you kin have jes ' anything you wants , don't make no difference what it is . " I said , " Can I have some hot water and a tumbler at nine to - night ? " " Yes , sah , dat you ...
Página 46
in my armholes , smiled a smile on my companion , and said gently : " Well , what do you say now ? " My companion was not in a humor to respond - and didn't . The next moment that smiling black face was thrust in at the crack of the ...
in my armholes , smiled a smile on my companion , and said gently : " Well , what do you say now ? " My companion was not in a humor to respond - and didn't . The next moment that smiling black face was thrust in at the crack of the ...
Página 78
... that poor man that hangs on princes ' favors ! There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; 78 THE HOME READER AND RECITER.
... that poor man that hangs on princes ' favors ! There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; 78 THE HOME READER AND RECITER.
Página 83
... smile , and whisper this- " I am not the thing you kiss : Cease your tears and let it lie ; It was mine , it is not ' I. ' " Sweet friends ! what the women lave For its last bed of the grave Is a hut which I am quitting , Is a garment ...
... smile , and whisper this- " I am not the thing you kiss : Cease your tears and let it lie ; It was mine , it is not ' I. ' " Sweet friends ! what the women lave For its last bed of the grave Is a hut which I am quitting , Is a garment ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
ALFRED TENNYSON Anon baby Baby Bell beautiful bells blessed breath brother bumblebee called Caudle child church clock cradle cried dead dear death door eyes face father feet fire girl glory gold goose Grandma grave gray hand head hear heard heart heaven heerd Huldy iths Jackdaw Jean Valjean Jim Doyle JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY Katydid King O'Toole kiss laugh light lika lips looked Lord morning mother Nelly Gray never night o'er Parson pig-pen poor pray prayer Reb'rend Quako Strong ring round Santa Claus says Saint Kavin says the king seemed shouted singin singing sleep smile Sophia soul sperits stood sure sweet TALMAGE tears tell thee there's thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought to-day told tramp twas voice wife woman wonder word wuzzled young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 47 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows...
Página 101 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Página 40 - In the execution of such a plan nothing is more essential than that permanent, inveterate antipathies against particular Nations and passionate attachments for others should be excluded; and that in place of them just and amicable feelings toward all should be cultivated.
Página 55 - It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us...
Página 39 - Observe good faith and justice towards all nations; cultivate peace and harmony with all. Religion and morality enjoin this conduct; and can it be that good policy does not equally enjoin it?
Página 46 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 41 - In offering to you, my countrymen, these counsels of an old and affectionate friend, I dare not hope they will make the strong and lasting impression I could wish; that they will control the usual current of the passions, or prevent our nation from running the course which has hitherto marked the destiny of nations.
Página 39 - To the efficacy and permanency of your union a government for the whole is indispensable. No alliances, however strict, between the parts can be an adequate substitute. They must inevitably experience the infractions and interruptions which all alliances in all times have experienced. Sensible of this momentous truth, you have improved upon your first essay by the adoption of a Constitution of Government better calculated than your former for an intimate union and for the efficacious management of...
Página 306 - In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough river ran, — Over the brink of it, Picture it— think of it, Dissolute man! Lave in it, drink of it, Then, if you can! 'Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair!
Página 47 - Hear the loud alarum bells, Brazen bells ! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells ! In the startled ear of night How they screa,m out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...