Poems by Grades: Containing Poems Selected for Each Grade of the School Course, Poems for Each Month, and Memory Gems, Volume 2Poems by American and British poets arranged in sections for grades one through eight. Also includes sections of seasonal and patriotic poems. |
No interior do livro
Página 324
A man has no more right to say an uncivil thing than to act one , no more right to say a rude thing to another than to knock him down . BEN JONSON . In the grammar of life the great verbs are To be " and “ To do . " STUART .
A man has no more right to say an uncivil thing than to act one , no more right to say a rude thing to another than to knock him down . BEN JONSON . In the grammar of life the great verbs are To be " and “ To do . " STUART .
Opinião das pessoas - Escrever uma crítica
Não foram encontradas quaisquer críticas nos locais habituais.
Índice
55 | |
61 | |
71 | |
78 | |
84 | |
95 | |
99 | |
105 | |
112 | |
118 | |
120 | |
124 | |
131 | |
138 | |
145 | |
151 | |
157 | |
225 | |
234 | |
243 | |
251 | |
259 | |
265 | |
272 | |
283 | |
290 | |
297 | |
303 | |
310 | |
317 | |
324 | |
331 | |
339 | |
Outras edições - Ver tudo
Poems by Grades: Containing Poems Selected for Each Grade of the ..., Volume 2 Ada Van Stone Harris Visualização integral - 1907 |
Poems by Grades: Containing Poems Selected for Each Grade of the ..., Volume 2 Visualização integral - 1907 |
Poems by Grades: Containing Poems Selected for Each Grade of the School ... Charles Benajah Gilbert,Ada van Stone Pré-visualização indisponível - 2019 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
apple tree arms battle bear beauty bells beneath bird blood blue born brave breath bright clouds comes dark dead dear death deep deer doth dream earth eyes fair fall fear feel feet fields flag flowers give glory gold golden green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hour king Lady land leaves light live look Lord March MEMORY GEMS moon morn mother mountain never night o'er once pass peace plant play poor rain rest Rhine rock rolling rose round seems shining silent sings smile song soul sound spirit spring stand stars stood storm stream strong sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou thought turned voice watch wave wild wind wish woods young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 181 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 221 - HEAR the sledges with the bells— Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 174 - Forward, the Light Brigade ! Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade...
Página 213 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...
Página 186 - Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest.
Página 190 - To you, in David's town, this day " Is born of David's line " The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; " And this shall be the sign. " The heavenly Babe you there shall find " To human view displayed, " All meanly wrapt in swathing bands,
Página 310 - O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Página 99 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring.
Página 279 - Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
Página 264 - While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!