The Normal Course in Reading, Volume 4Silver, Burdett, 1890 |
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... darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware . -WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT . H ! blest art thou whose steps may rove Through the green paths of vale and grove ; Or , leaving all their ...
... darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware . -WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT . H ! blest art thou whose steps may rove Through the green paths of vale and grove ; Or , leaving all their ...
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... darkness in the midst of the sedi- ment brought down by rivers . This is soft and slimy , made slimy by the decay of the many plants and animals of the sea . We are not alone , however . There are life and work all around us . See these ...
... darkness in the midst of the sedi- ment brought down by rivers . This is soft and slimy , made slimy by the decay of the many plants and animals of the sea . We are not alone , however . There are life and work all around us . See these ...
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... Darkness or sunshine Thy element ; Glorious fountain ! Let my heart be Fresh , changeful , constant , Upward like thee ! -JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL . THE RIVULET . This little rill , that from the springs Of yonder grove its current brings ...
... Darkness or sunshine Thy element ; Glorious fountain ! Let my heart be Fresh , changeful , constant , Upward like thee ! -JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL . THE RIVULET . This little rill , that from the springs Of yonder grove its current brings ...
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Emma J. Todd. Swift and silent as an arrow , Through a channel dark and narrow Like life's closing day . " River , river , headlong river ! Down you dash into the sea , Sea , that line hath never sounded , Sea , that sail hath never ...
Emma J. Todd. Swift and silent as an arrow , Through a channel dark and narrow Like life's closing day . " River , river , headlong river ! Down you dash into the sea , Sea , that line hath never sounded , Sea , that sail hath never ...
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... dark , cloudy spring morning the river was swollen by heavy rains ; its current became very swift . I was very much frightened . The little stone which had been worn by the water was rudely shaken from its resting - place and carried ...
... dark , cloudy spring morning the river was swollen by heavy rains ; its current became very swift . I was very much frightened . The little stone which had been worn by the water was rudely shaken from its resting - place and carried ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
animals banana bear beautiful become birds blossoms branches bright Britons brooks buds called carried Ceres child colonists colony colors Columbus covered creeping dark delta delta island earth England fastened feet FELICIA HEMANS flow flowers forests Fred gardener green ground grow hills honey Indians insects island ivy green John Barleycorn king lake land larvæ layer learned leaves Little white Lily live look mother moths mountain nest never night o'er ocean palm pebbles perianth pistil plants Pluto poems pollen potato Proserpina Quakers rain river rock roots sailing Saint Bernard dogs sand Saxons seeds seen ships shoots shore silkworm skin sleep soft soil soon spring stamens star-spangled banner stem story stream sweet tell thee thought tree voyage waves wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings winter withered wrinkles
Passagens conhecidas
Página 71 - 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 214 - Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear, While from my path the hare Fled like a shadow; Oft through the forest dark Followed the were-wolf's bark, Until the soaring lark Sang from the meadow. " But when I older grew, Joining a corsair's crew, O'er the dark sea I flew With the marauders. Wild was the life we led; Many the souls that sped, Many the hearts that bled, By our stern orders.
Página 12 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 335 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Página 95 - 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 335 - Oh ! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming...
Página 336 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Página 213 - Take heed, that in thy verse Thou dost the tale rehearse, Else dread a dead man's curse ! For this I sought thee. " Far in the Northern land, By the wild Baltic's strand, I, with my childish hand, Tamed the ger-falcon ; And, with my skates fast-bound, Skimmed the half-frozen Sound, That the poor whimpering hound Trembled to walk on.
Página 282 - In the name of God, Amen. We, whose names are underwritten, the loyal subjects of our dread sovereign lord, King' James, by the grace of God, of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, King, defender of the faith, &c., having undertaken, for the glory of God, and advancement of the Christian faith, and honour of our king and country...
Página 122 - But the cheerful spring came kindly on, And show'rs began to fall; John Barleycorn got up again, And sore surpris'd them all. The sultry suns of summer came, And he grew thick and strong; His head weel arm'd wi' pointed spears, That no one should him wrong.