Everyday Classics: Sixth ReaderMacmillan Company, 1917 - 416 páginas |
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... it , when they should be big enough . Adventurous young men , who desired 15 to do a braver thing than any of their fellows , set out in quest of this fruit . Many of them returned no more ; none of them brought back the apples 11.
... it , when they should be big enough . Adventurous young men , who desired 15 to do a braver thing than any of their fellows , set out in quest of this fruit . Many of them returned no more ; none of them brought back the apples 11.
Página 12
... young women sat twining wreaths of flowers . " Can you tell me , pretty maidens , " asked the stranger , " whether this is the right way to the garden 25 of the Hesperides ? " " The garden of the Hesperides ! " cried one . " We thought ...
... young women sat twining wreaths of flowers . " Can you tell me , pretty maidens , " asked the stranger , " whether this is the right way to the garden 25 of the Hesperides ? " " The garden of the Hesperides ! " cried one . " We thought ...
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... young women looked at his massive club , and at the shaggy lion's skin which he wore , and likewise at his heroic limbs and figure ; and they whispered to each other that the stranger appeared to be one who 15 might reasonably expect to ...
... young women looked at his massive club , and at the shaggy lion's skin which he wore , and likewise at his heroic limbs and figure ; and they whispered to each other that the stranger appeared to be one who 15 might reasonably expect to ...
Página 15
... young girls had heard of the valiant deeds which it had cost him so much toil 15 and danger to achieve . But still he was not satisfied . He could not think that what he had already done was worthy of so much honor , while there ...
... young girls had heard of the valiant deeds which it had cost him so much toil 15 and danger to achieve . But still he was not satisfied . He could not think that what he had already done was worthy of so much honor , while there ...
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... young child on her bosom Hector's only child , beautiful , headed as a star . His father called him Scamandrius , after the river , but the sons of Troy called him Astyanax , the " City - King , " because it was his father who saved 10 ...
... young child on her bosom Hector's only child , beautiful , headed as a star . His father called him Scamandrius , after the river , but the sons of Troy called him Astyanax , the " City - King , " because it was his father who saved 10 ...
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.