Ferguson's readings & recitationsFerguson 1881 |
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... Maynard at the helm still stands , As steadfast as before . Now dreadful clouds of smoke arise , And sheets of flame divide ! " John Maynard , are you at the helm ? " The captain loudly cried . 21 22 FOR A ' THAT AND A ' THAT .
... Maynard at the helm still stands , As steadfast as before . Now dreadful clouds of smoke arise , And sheets of flame divide ! " John Maynard , are you at the helm ? " The captain loudly cried . 21 22 FOR A ' THAT AND A ' THAT .
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... stand unshaken , from within Or from without , to all temptations arm'd . Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand ? Thou hadst . Whom hast thou then or what to accuse But heaven's free love dealt equally to all ? Be then his ...
... stand unshaken , from within Or from without , to all temptations arm'd . Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand ? Thou hadst . Whom hast thou then or what to accuse But heaven's free love dealt equally to all ? Be then his ...
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... stand Beside that flashing forge ; All day for us his heavy hand The groaning anvil scourge . From far - off hills the panting team For us is toiling near ; For us the raftsmen down the stream Their island - barges steer ; Rings out for ...
... stand Beside that flashing forge ; All day for us his heavy hand The groaning anvil scourge . From far - off hills the panting team For us is toiling near ; For us the raftsmen down the stream Their island - barges steer ; Rings out for ...
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... standing waiting so long , And then , " ' hem ing " twice , Just to clear up his voice , He spoke , in a tone very ghastly and loud , These words - which you'll say , for a baron , were choice : - " My friends , you behold An ...
... standing waiting so long , And then , " ' hem ing " twice , Just to clear up his voice , He spoke , in a tone very ghastly and loud , These words - which you'll say , for a baron , were choice : - " My friends , you behold An ...
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... stand in your shoes Anon . THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE . ( By permission of Messrs . Strahan and Co. ) Half a league , half a league , Half a league onward , All in the valley of death " 6 Rode the six hundred . Charge ! " was the ...
... stand in your shoes Anon . THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE . ( By permission of Messrs . Strahan and Co. ) Half a league , half a league , Half a league onward , All in the valley of death " 6 Rode the six hundred . Charge ! " was the ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
arms bear beauty believe bells beneath blood blue breast breath bright brow cheek child cold comes cried dark dead dear death deep door dreams earth eyes face fair father fear feel fell flowers friends gave gazed give grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour John king knew lady land leave lift light lips living look lost mind morning mother never night o'er once passed poor rest ring Robert round seemed seen side sight sleep smile soul sound spoke stand stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought took Trust turned Twas voice wave wear wife wild wind woman young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 61 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his...
Página 18 - Who, you all know, are honourable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.
Página 153 - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Página 153 - Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before 'Surely...
Página 153 - I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Página 235 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "Tis some poor fellow's...
Página 17 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause, till it come back to me.
Página 154 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, — But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
Página 155 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Página 153 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.