Literature and Art Books: Book one-, Livro 4Educational Publishing Company, 1909 |
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Página 44
... sound of the trumpet , and of the flute , and of the harp , of the sackbut , and of the psal- tery , and of the symphony , and of all kinds of music , ye fall down and adore the golden statue which King Nabuchodo- nosor hath set up ...
... sound of the trumpet , and of the flute , and of the harp , of the sackbut , and of the psal- tery , and of the symphony , and of all kinds of music , ye fall down and adore the golden statue which King Nabuchodo- nosor hath set up ...
Página 45
... sound of the trum- pet , the flute , and the harp , of the sackbut , and the psaltery , of the symphony , and of all kinds of music , shall prostrate himself and adore the golden statue ; and that if any man shall not fall down and ...
... sound of the trum- pet , the flute , and the harp , of the sackbut , and the psaltery , of the symphony , and of all kinds of music , shall prostrate himself and adore the golden statue ; and that if any man shall not fall down and ...
Página 57
... , Listen , my darlings , to the legend tender . A bearded man , with grave but gentle look , His silence sweet with sounds With which the simple - hearted spring abounds : Lowing. Vision of the Monk Gabriel Eleanor C Donnelly.
... , Listen , my darlings , to the legend tender . A bearded man , with grave but gentle look , His silence sweet with sounds With which the simple - hearted spring abounds : Lowing. Vision of the Monk Gabriel Eleanor C Donnelly.
Página 67
... sound of engines rumbling below in the stormy 66 street . It must be the fire is near us ! " She listens , a step on the stair , Then the door is flung wide , and beyond it she sees the red flames ' glare ! " Give me the child ! " cries ...
... sound of engines rumbling below in the stormy 66 street . It must be the fire is near us ! " She listens , a step on the stair , Then the door is flung wide , and beyond it she sees the red flames ' glare ! " Give me the child ! " cries ...
Página 75
... sound - nor thing of sense- But a pain , like the pang of the short suspense That thrills the being of those who see At their feet the gulf of Eternity ! The air of the valley has felt the chill ; The workers pause at the door of the ...
... sound - nor thing of sense- But a pain , like the pang of the short suspense That thrills the being of those who see At their feet the gulf of Eternity ! The air of the valley has felt the chill ; The workers pause at the door of the ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Abdenago adore angel answer asked babe beautiful bless the Lord born Boston brave Bregenz Brother Sacristan bucket called Catherine Catherine of Alexandria child Christ Christian Church cried Curé dark dear death deeds ELIZA ALLEN STARR eyes face father Father Damien feet fire flag flowers forever gate gave glory golden hand heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hermit hero holy honor Jesus John JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY John Trumbull knew land lived looked Mary Misach MOLOKAI Monk morning mother Nabuchodonosor never night noble o'er old oaken bucket Paul Revere Phasga poems poet poor Praise and exalt pray Pythias Sacristan Saint Jerome Saul Sidrach singing sleep smile soldiers song soon soul stars stars forever stood sweet tears tell thee things Thou thought took voice walked Washington White Lady young
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Página 205 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Página 187 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; And, nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth...
Página 104 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the...
Página 190 - TO THE FRINGED GENTIAN. THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye...
Página 46 - If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand, O king. But if not, be it known unto thee, O king, that we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.
Página 175 - True worth is in being, not seeming; In doing each day that goes by. Some little good — not in dreaming Of great things to do by and by. For whatever men say in their blindness. And spite of the fancies of youth. There's nothing so kingly as kindness. And nothing so royal as truth.
Página 29 - A BOY'S SONG. THE ETTRICK SHEPHERD. j| HERE the pools are bright and deep, Where the grey trout lies asleep, Up the river and over the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Página 106 - STAND ! The ground's your own, my braves ! Will ye give it up to slaves ? Will ye look for greener graves ? Hope ye mercy still ? What's the mercy despots feel ? Hear it in that battle peal ! Read it on yon bristling steel ! Ask it — ye who will.
Página 34 - I have been the more particular in this description of my journey, and shall be so of my first entry into that city, that you may in your mind compare such unlikely beginnings with the figure I have since made there. I was in my working dress, my best clothes being to come round by sea.
Página 191 - Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after justice: for they shall have their fill. Blessed are the merciful : for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the clean of heart : for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God. Blessed are they that suffer persecution for justice' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.