Common-school Literature, English and American: With Several Hundred Extracts to be MemorizedC. Sower Company, 1898 - 192 páginas Contains a short sketch about Eugene Field and his work (p. 123-124). |
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... feel it when I sorrow most , - ' T is better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all . II . Howe'er it be , it seems to me , ' Tis only noble to be good ; In Memoriam , 27 . Kind hearts are more than coronets , And simple ...
... feel it when I sorrow most , - ' T is better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all . II . Howe'er it be , it seems to me , ' Tis only noble to be good ; In Memoriam , 27 . Kind hearts are more than coronets , And simple ...
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... feel that he is not putting forth half his strength . But with all his excellence he is not a popular poet , like Long- fellow . He is too subtle and profound ; requires too much thought on the part of the reader . This is particularly ...
... feel that he is not putting forth half his strength . But with all his excellence he is not a popular poet , like Long- fellow . He is too subtle and profound ; requires too much thought on the part of the reader . This is particularly ...
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... feel that something sweet Followed youth with flying feet , And will never come again . Something beautiful is vanished , And we sigh for it in vain ; We seek it everywhere , On the earth and in the air , But it never comes again ...
... feel that something sweet Followed youth with flying feet , And will never come again . Something beautiful is vanished , And we sigh for it in vain ; We seek it everywhere , On the earth and in the air , But it never comes again ...
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... feel that he must say all he has to say in the fewest possible words , or his reader is sure to skip them ; and in the plainest possible words , or his reader will certainly misunderstand them . Generally , also , a downright fact may ...
... feel that he must say all he has to say in the fewest possible words , or his reader is sure to skip them ; and in the plainest possible words , or his reader will certainly misunderstand them . Generally , also , a downright fact may ...
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... feel and bow the head is not to fear , To cheat with jest - that is the coward's art . Beware the laugh that battles back the tear ; He's false to all that's traitor to the heart . The Future Life . ] JOHN VANCE CHENEY : The Strong ...
... feel and bow the head is not to fear , To cheat with jest - that is the coward's art . Beware the laugh that battles back the tear ; He's false to all that's traitor to the heart . The Future Life . ] JOHN VANCE CHENEY : The Strong ...
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Common-school Literature, English and American: With Several Hundred ... James Willis Westlake Visualização integral - 1876 |
Common-school Literature, English and American: With Several Hundred ... James Willis Westlake Visualização integral - 1898 |
Common-school Literature, English and American: With Several Hundred ... James Willis Westlake Visualização integral - 1898 |
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Página 76 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night. And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Página 85 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low; Each thing in its place is best; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.
Página 84 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 150 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Página 22 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Página 158 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread...
Página 136 - If we work upon marble, it will perish ; if we work upon brass, time will efface it; if we rear temples, they will crumble into dust; but if we work upon immortal minds, if we imbue them with principles, with the just fear of God and love of our fellow-men, we engrave on those tablets something which will brighten to all eternity.
Página 13 - 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..
Página 166 - O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying; Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Página 40 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.