Everyday Classics: Sixth ReaderMacmillan Company, 1917 - 416 páginas |
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... eyes on this strange figure , was convinced that it could be no other than the Old One , who was to direct him on his way . Yes , it was the selfsame Old Man of the Sea whom the hospitable maidens had talked to him about . Thank - 20 ...
... eyes on this strange figure , was convinced that it could be no other than the Old One , who was to direct him on his way . Yes , it was the selfsame Old Man of the Sea whom the hospitable maidens had talked to him about . Thank - 20 ...
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... eye , that it would be necessary to tell him everything that he wanted to know . " You must go on , thus and thus , " said the Old Man of the Sea , 25 after taking the points of the compass , " till you come in sight of a very tall ...
... eye , that it would be necessary to tell him everything that he wanted to know . " You must go on , thus and thus , " said the Old Man of the Sea , 25 after taking the points of the compass , " till you come in sight of a very tall ...
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... eyes , so that he could neither see Hercules nor the golden cup in which he was voyaging . And , most wonderful of all , the giant held up his great hands and appeared to sup- port the sky , which , so far as Hercules could discern 10 ...
... eyes , so that he could neither see Hercules nor the golden cup in which he was voyaging . And , most wonderful of all , the giant held up his great hands and appeared to sup- port the sky , which , so far as Hercules could discern 10 ...
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... eyes , and perceiving Hercules , roared out , in a voice that resembled thunder : " Who are you , down at my feet there ? And whence do you come , in that little 5 cup ? " " I am Hercules ! " thundered back the hero , in a voice pretty ...
... eyes , and perceiving Hercules , roared out , in a voice that resembled thunder : " Who are you , down at my feet there ? And whence do you come , in that little 5 cup ? " " I am Hercules ! " thundered back the hero , in a voice pretty ...
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... eyes . And when she was come , she and all her maidens wailed for the living Hector as though he were dead , for she thought that she should never see 15 him any more returning safe from the battle . And as Hector went his way , Paris ...
... eyes . And when she was come , she and all her maidens wailed for the living Hector as though he were dead , for she thought that she should never see 15 him any more returning safe from the battle . And as Hector went his way , Paris ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Achilles adventure Æneas Afreet Ajax Anchises Andromache Andvari answered armor arms Ascanius Asgard Barkis battle beautiful behold bells Belshazzar brethren brother Camelot casket cave child comrades Creüsa cried Cyclops damsel dead dream earth Egypt Eneas eyes Fafnir father fear fight fire fisherman Gareth gave giant Glossary gods gold Greeks hand hath head hear heard heart Hector HELPS TO STUDY Hercules hero Hesperides island Joseph King Arthur King Priam knight Lady of Shalott Laocoön live Loki looked lord mighty mother mountain never Odin Peggotty Pharaoh poem Portia pray Regin round shalt shield ship Siegfried Sir Fairhands Sir Kay Sir Lancelot Sir Lucan slay sons of Troy spake spear stanza stood story sword tell thee Thialfi things Thor thou hast thought thy servant told took Trojans Ulysses unto wife words Zeus
Passagens conhecidas
Página 327 - At half past nine by the meet'n'-house clock,— Just the hour of the Earthquake shock! —What do you think the parson found, When he got up and stared around? The poor old chaise in a heap or mound, As if it had been to the mill and ground! You see, of course, if you're not a dunce, How it went to pieces all at once,— All at once, and nothing first,— Just as bubbles do when they burst.
Página 270 - I have not allowed myself, Sir, to look beyond the Union, to see what might lie hidden in the dark recess behind. I have not coolly weighed the chances of preserving liberty when the bonds that unite us together shall be broken asunder. I have not accustomed myself to hang over the precipice of disunion, to see whether, with my short sight, I can fathom the depth of the abyss below...
Página 312 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Página 262 - April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft stream, We set to-day a votive stone; That memory may their deed redeem, When, like our sires, our sons are gone. Spirit, that made those heroes dare To die, and leave their children free, Bid Time and Nature gently...
Página 271 - Liberty first, and Union afterwards, — but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living light, blazing on all its ample folds, as they float over the sea and over the land, and in every wind under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear to every true American heart, — Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable.
Página 311 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Página 102 - And his master saw that the LORD was with him, and that the LORD made all that he did to prosper in his hand.
Página 127 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Página 100 - Come now therefore, and let us slay him, and cast him into some pit, and we will say, Some evil beast hath devoured him : and we shall see what will become of his dreams.
Página 75 - Alas, the lofty city ! and alas, The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! But these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside— decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free ! LXXXIII.