The First-class Reader: A Selection for Exercises in Reading : from Standard British and American Authors, in Prose and Verse : for the Use of Schools in the United StatesRussell, Odiorne, and Metcalf, 1833 - 276 páginas |
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... breathing , for a few weeks , the perfume of the vales , and the elastic atmosphere of the uplands . Some minutes before the sunset of a most lovely day , we entered a neat little village , whose tapering spire we had caught sight of at ...
... breathing , for a few weeks , the perfume of the vales , and the elastic atmosphere of the uplands . Some minutes before the sunset of a most lovely day , we entered a neat little village , whose tapering spire we had caught sight of at ...
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... breath of many winters had shaken from the boughs above , leaned my head upon my hand , and gave myself up to the ... breathing like an expiring infant , softly and at distant intervals , before it died away . The trees before me , as ...
... breath of many winters had shaken from the boughs above , leaned my head upon my hand , and gave myself up to the ... breathing like an expiring infant , softly and at distant intervals , before it died away . The trees before me , as ...
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... breath of evening . I arose , and returned to the inn . LESSON V. Rural Life in England . - IRVING . In rural occupation , there is nothing mean and debasing . It leads a man forth among scenes of natural grandeur and beauty ; it leaves ...
... breath of evening . I arose , and returned to the inn . LESSON V. Rural Life in England . - IRVING . In rural occupation , there is nothing mean and debasing . It leads a man forth among scenes of natural grandeur and beauty ; it leaves ...
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... breath floats out on the southern gale , And the touch of the sunbeam hath waked the rose , To deck the hall where the bright wine flows . Bring flowers to strew in the conqueror's path— He hath shaken thrones with his stormy wrath ! He ...
... breath floats out on the southern gale , And the touch of the sunbeam hath waked the rose , To deck the hall where the bright wine flows . Bring flowers to strew in the conqueror's path— He hath shaken thrones with his stormy wrath ! He ...
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... breathe from the up- land turf , from the rock - hung flower , from the hoary and solemn pine ; how beautiful are those lights and shadows thrown abroad , and that fine , transparent haze which is dif- fused over the valleys and lower ...
... breathe from the up- land turf , from the rock - hung flower , from the hoary and solemn pine ; how beautiful are those lights and shadows thrown abroad , and that fine , transparent haze which is dif- fused over the valleys and lower ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Acbar Alhambra Amphibia Anawon animals appeared Babylon beautiful behold beneath birds Boabdil bosom brave breast breath breeze bright brother brow called canoes cataract clouds dark dead death deep deer fly delight earth eternal father feeling feet flowers Flustras Forever charming Fred gaze give glorious glory golden morning break grave Greece green guerite hand happy hath heard heart heaven Herculaneum Hernando de Talavera holy honor hope hour human inaccessible pinnacles land LESSON light lives lofty look Lord mastiff mighty mind Morisco morning mother mountains mysterious nature never night o'er object ocean passed passions peace Persian pleasure river rock round scene seemed shore Sicily silent solemn soul sound spirit stood sublime sweet tears thee thing thou thought thousand toil trees truth virtue voice Wampanoags waters waves wild wind wonderful
Passagens conhecidas
Página 48 - The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath ; it is twice blessed ; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes...
Página 49 - 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.
Página 28 - Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?
Página 223 - I HAD a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air...
Página 40 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Página 97 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm ; So hallowed and so gracious is the time.
Página 156 - Take thy banner! May it wave Proudly o'er the good and brave; When the battle's distant wail Breaks the sabbath of our vale, When the clarion's music thrills To the hearts of these lone hills, When the spear in conflict shakes, And the strong lance shivering breaks. "Take thy banner! and, beneath The battle-cloud's encircling wreath, Guard it!
Página 24 - In rural occupation there is nothing mean and debasing. It leads a man forth among scenes of natural grandeur and beauty ; it leaves him to the workings of his own mind, operated upon by the purest and most elevating of external influences. Such a man may be simple and rough, but he cannot be vulgar.
Página 158 - To a poet nothing can be useless. Whatever is beautiful, and whatever is dreadful, must be familiar to his imagination: he must be conversant with all that is awfully vast or elegantly little.
Página 154 - Oh, few and weak their numbers were — A handful of brave men ; But to their God they gave their prayer, And rushed to battle then.