Sonnenschein's special merit readers. Standard 3,4 |
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... never POETRY FOR RECI- TATION . heard of Ice . · 174 Manfred and the Chamois Living in the Past 177 Hunter . • 193 Scenery . • • The Repose of English The River of Life Too Much of a Good Thing 183 On Ettrick Forest's Moun- tains Dun A ...
... never POETRY FOR RECI- TATION . heard of Ice . · 174 Manfred and the Chamois Living in the Past 177 Hunter . • 193 Scenery . • • The Repose of English The River of Life Too Much of a Good Thing 183 On Ettrick Forest's Moun- tains Dun A ...
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... never ! Sound on by hearth and shrine ! Sing through the hills that thou art free for ever— Lift up thy voice , O Rhine ! Mrs. Hemans . The Rhine , one of the most noted rivers in Europe , rises in the can- ton of the Grisons in ...
... never ! Sound on by hearth and shrine ! Sing through the hills that thou art free for ever— Lift up thy voice , O Rhine ! Mrs. Hemans . The Rhine , one of the most noted rivers in Europe , rises in the can- ton of the Grisons in ...
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... never need an American look beyond his own country for the sublime and beautiful of natural scenery . 7. But Europe held forth the charms of storied and poetical association . There were to be seen the An Author's Account of Himself . 9.
... never need an American look beyond his own country for the sublime and beautiful of natural scenery . 7. But Europe held forth the charms of storied and poetical association . There were to be seen the An Author's Account of Himself . 9.
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... never move a muscle , when Tommy Stutters is stuttering and stammering and all the boys are laughing at him ; and why it is you fly into such a passion when we set on teasing Crazy Jane . Henry . Do you know , I think good manners is ...
... never move a muscle , when Tommy Stutters is stuttering and stammering and all the boys are laughing at him ; and why it is you fly into such a passion when we set on teasing Crazy Jane . Henry . Do you know , I think good manners is ...
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... never pursued our labours after it was gone down , but returned home to the expecting family ; where smiling looks , a neat hearth , and pleasant fire , were prepared for our reception . Nor were we without guests : some- times Farmer ...
... never pursued our labours after it was gone down , but returned home to the expecting family ; where smiling looks , a neat hearth , and pleasant fire , were prepared for our reception . Nor were we without guests : some- times Farmer ...
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Sonnenschein's special merit readers. Standard 3,4 Swan Sonnenschein (and co, ltd.) Visualização integral - 1884 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
adjectives amongst ancient Andrew Marvell appearance beautiful bird Bosporus bound breath bright bull called castle Cham clouds colours dark dead deep desolate earth Emperor England English Ettrick fairy flax Francis gentle Give names Gulf of Bothnia hand Hanseatic League hath heard heart heaven Helena Henry Hermia honours horse king king of Norway lady lake land Lapland light lines living look Lord manner Matilda meaning ments miles moon mountains never Niagara River night nouns o'er ocean Parse patronymic person pronounced Prudence Rhine river rock rolls Rosabelle round ruin Saracen Scandinavian peninsula scene seen shore side sing Sir Walter Scott smile soldiers sort sound spirit spring storm Sulitelma Sweden Takupi taste thee thine things thou tion trees verb verse village voice Washington Irving waves wild wind words Write
Passagens conhecidas
Página 192 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 119 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
Página 9 - I visited various parts of my own country ; and had I been merely a lover of fine scenery, I should have felt little desire to seek elsewhere its gratification, for on no country have the charms of nature been more prodigally lavished.
Página 93 - ONCE, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man : — and who was he ? Mortal ! howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee.
Página 9 - Her mighty lakes, like oceans of liquid silver; her mountains, with their bright aerial tints; her valleys, teeming with wild fertility; her tremendous cataracts, thundering in their solitudes; her boundless plains, waving with spontaneous verdure; her broad deep rivers, rolling in solemn silence to the ocean; her trackless forests, where vegetation puts forth all its magnificence; her skies, kindling with the magic of summer clouds and glorious sunshine; — no, never need an American look beyond...
Página 178 - With tears of thoughtful gratitude. My thoughts are with the Dead ; with them I live in long-past years, Their virtues love, their faults condemn, Partake their hopes and fears, And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind. My hopes are with the Dead ; anon My place with them will be, And I with them shall travel on Through all Futurity ; Yet leaving here a name, I trust, That will not perish in the dust.
Página 10 - My native country was full of youthful promise : Europe was rich in the accumulated treasures of age. Her very ruins told the history of times gone by, and every mouldering stone was a chronicle. I longed to wander over the scenes of renowned achievement — to tread, as it were, in the footsteps of antiquity — to loiter about the ruined castle — to meditate on the falling tower — to escape, in short, from the common-place I — THE AUTHOR'S ACCOUNT OP HIMSELF. 11 realities of the present,...
Página 118 - But clear and artless pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross...
Página 142 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet; But apples, plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice.
Página 27 - But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles, screaming loud, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me.