The Lee Readers: First-[fifth] book, Buku 5American Book Company, 1902 |
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Halaman 15
... lands , offered himself as companion to his two cousins ; as did Peter Wisant , his brother . Two others then named themselves , which completed the number demanded by the king of England . The Lord John de Vienne 15.
... lands , offered himself as companion to his two cousins ; as did Peter Wisant , his brother . Two others then named themselves , which completed the number demanded by the king of England . The Lord John de Vienne 15.
Halaman 18
... lands ; Frown and we smile , the lords of our own hands ; For man is man , and master of his fate . Turn , turn thy wheel above the staring crowd ; Thy wheel and thou are shadows in the cloud ; Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor ...
... lands ; Frown and we smile , the lords of our own hands ; For man is man , and master of his fate . Turn , turn thy wheel above the staring crowd ; Thy wheel and thou are shadows in the cloud ; Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor ...
Halaman 21
... land , whose odors strangle a people , whose giant petals droop downward , and whose roots are in hell . " But this was the thought of later years . In 1861 , like so many other high - spirited Southern boys , Sidney Lanier obeyed the ...
... land , whose odors strangle a people , whose giant petals droop downward , and whose roots are in hell . " But this was the thought of later years . In 1861 , like so many other high - spirited Southern boys , Sidney Lanier obeyed the ...
Halaman 29
... - skin suitably prepared , a man may trust himself , generally , on rocks with safety . Shove in the canoe nigher to the land , Uncas ; this sand will take a stamp as easily as the butter of the Jarmans on the Mohawk . Softly , 29.
... - skin suitably prepared , a man may trust himself , generally , on rocks with safety . Shove in the canoe nigher to the land , Uncas ; this sand will take a stamp as easily as the butter of the Jarmans on the Mohawk . Softly , 29.
Halaman 33
... land and water ; and a lovely scene it is . " " Hist ! " interrupted the scout . " Ay , sagamore , there is always a reason for what you do . ' Tis but a shade , and yet it is not natural . You see the mist , major , that is rising ...
... land and water ; and a lovely scene it is . " " Hist ! " interrupted the scout . " Ay , sagamore , there is always a reason for what you do . ' Tis but a shade , and yet it is not natural . You see the mist , major , that is rising ...
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Antonio Arth aunt Bassanio battle beautiful began boat born brave brother called canoe Charles Dickens cried dark David Copperfield dead dear death Dick Dickens dream earth EDGAR ALLAN POE England English eyes father fell fish France gave give glory gold Goldsmith gray Greek Gulf Stream hand hast head heart heaven hill honor hope Hubert Indian king knew Lady Clare land Lanier Lear LEE FIFTH RDR lived looked Lord Maelström Marmion Marshes of Glynn mercy Miss Matty morning never night noble o'er Opechancanough Paspaheghs poems poet Portia Prescott Prince John ring round sail scene scout Shakespeare Shylock Sidney Lanier smile stood story tell thee things thou thought tree Trotwood turned Vicar of Wakefield voice White Ship wife WILLIAM HICKLING PRESCOTT William Shakespeare wind wonder wood word young
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Halaman 193 - 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.
Halaman 379 - Far-called, our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the fire; Lo all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre. Judge of the nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget.
Halaman 207 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn!
Halaman 195 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven; Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the nightly shore, Tell me what thy lordly name is on the night's Plutonian shore?" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore...
Halaman 218 - There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Halaman 96 - And Nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying: "Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee." " Come, wander with me," she said, " Into regions yet untrod ; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God." And he wandered away and away With Nature, the dear old nurse, Who sang to him night and day The rhymes of the universe. And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song, Or tell a more marvellous tale.
Halaman 120 - Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may; I, with two more to help me, Will hold the foe in play. In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three. Now who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me?" Then out spake Spurius Lartius; A Ramnian proud was he: "Lo, I will stand at thy right hand, And keep the bridge with thee.
Halaman 198 - Leave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Halaman 166 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores ; Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said, " Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Adm'r'l, speak; what shall I say?
Halaman 367 - 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. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.