The New McGuffey First [ -fifth] Reader, Book 5American Book Company, 1901 - Children's literature |
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... stream through the depot , and feeling rather daunted at the array of young ladies who passed . He presently caught sight of a girl in gorgeous array , standing with her hands folded and a very small hat perched on the top of a very ...
... stream through the depot , and feeling rather daunted at the array of young ladies who passed . He presently caught sight of a girl in gorgeous array , standing with her hands folded and a very small hat perched on the top of a very ...
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... stream , ever coursing downward and ever renewed from above ? Even the wind blew oftener down the valley , and carried the dead leaves along with it in the fall . It seemed like a great conspiracy of things animate and inanimate ; they ...
... stream , ever coursing downward and ever renewed from above ? Even the wind blew oftener down the valley , and carried the dead leaves along with it in the fall . It seemed like a great conspiracy of things animate and inanimate ; they ...
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William Holmes McGuffey. stream . They , at least , stood faithfully by him , while all else were posting downward to the unknown world . - - One evening he asked the miller where the river went . " It goes down the valley , " answered ...
William Holmes McGuffey. stream . They , at least , stood faithfully by him , while all else were posting downward to the unknown world . - - One evening he asked the miller where the river went . " It goes down the valley , " answered ...
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... stream , he felt his heart flow out after it in an ecstasy of longing . The true life , the true bright sun- shine , lay far out upon the plain . And oh ! to see this sunlight once before he died ! to move with a jocund spirit in a ...
... stream , he felt his heart flow out after it in an ecstasy of longing . The true life , the true bright sun- shine , lay far out upon the plain . And oh ! to see this sunlight once before he died ! to move with a jocund spirit in a ...
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... stream , my hook hung empty from the line . I had lost my prize . J We are apt to speak of the sorrows of childhood as trifles in comparison with those of grown - up people ; but we may depend upon it , the young folks don't agree with ...
... stream , my hook hung empty from the line . I had lost my prize . J We are apt to speak of the sorrows of childhood as trifles in comparison with those of grown - up people ; but we may depend upon it , the young folks don't agree with ...
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Page 157 - 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!
Page 148 - Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received ? Trust it not, Sir ; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation...
Page 280 - Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No : — men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude, — Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a State; 3 And sovereign law, that State's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress, crowning good, repressing...
Page 330 - Like a glowworm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view: Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
Page 329 - What thou art we know not : What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 149 - Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people armed in the holy cause of liberty and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Page 166 - The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl, Wrecked is the ship of pearl ! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell...
Page 149 - In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending...
Page 202 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed. There was a busy, bustling, disputatious tone about it, instead of the accustomed phlegm and drowsy tranquillity.
Page 284 - You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?