Literature for Fifth-reader Grades ...Butler, Sheldon & Company, 1902 |
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Pagina 48
... and absorbing manner , than those to whom the scene was more novel . " There go ten thousand oxen in one drove , without keeper or master , except Him who made them and gave them these open plains for their pasture . Ay , 48 LITERATURE.
... and absorbing manner , than those to whom the scene was more novel . " There go ten thousand oxen in one drove , without keeper or master , except Him who made them and gave them these open plains for their pasture . Ay , 48 LITERATURE.
Pagina 103
... KEEPER The river Avon at Rugby is a slow and not very clear stream , in which chub , dace , roach , and other coarse fish are ( or were ) plentiful enough , together with a fair sprinkling of small jack , but no fish worth sixpence ...
... KEEPER The river Avon at Rugby is a slow and not very clear stream , in which chub , dace , roach , and other coarse fish are ( or were ) plentiful enough , together with a fair sprinkling of small jack , but no fish worth sixpence ...
Pagina 104
... keepers and boys ; and so keen had the quarrel become that the landlord and his keepers , after a ducking had been inflicted on one of the latter , and a fierce fight ensued thereon , had been up to the great School at calling - over to ...
... keepers and boys ; and so keen had the quarrel become that the landlord and his keepers , after a ducking had been inflicted on one of the latter , and a fierce fight ensued thereon , had been up to the great School at calling - over to ...
Pagina 105
... keeper hove in sight , and then plunge in and swim back and mix with the other bathers , and the keepers were too wise to follow across the stream . While things were in this state , one day Tom and three or four others were bathing at ...
... keeper hove in sight , and then plunge in and swim back and mix with the other bathers , and the keepers were too wise to follow across the stream . While things were in this state , one day Tom and three or four others were bathing at ...
Pagina 106
... keeper , " shouted Tom , who was sitting in his shirt , paddling with his feet in the river ; " you'd better go down there to Swift's , where the big boys are . They're beggars at setting lines , and'll put you up to a wrinkle or two ...
... keeper , " shouted Tom , who was sitting in his shirt , paddling with his feet in the river ; " you'd better go down there to Swift's , where the big boys are . They're beggars at setting lines , and'll put you up to a wrinkle or two ...
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Pagina 389 - 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...
Pagina 475 - And yet on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man, kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself; kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Pagina 411 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But...
Pagina 453 - There is no retreat but in submission and slavery. Our chains are forged. Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston. The war is inevitable. And let it come ! I repeat it, sir, let it come ! " It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace, peace, but there is no peace.
Pagina 328 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Pagina 387 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...
Pagina 453 - There is a just God, who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us.
Pagina 323 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken...
Pagina 348 - Sweeps darkly round the bellied sail, And frighted waves rush wildly back Before the broadside's reeling rack, Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye.
Pagina 348 - Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye. Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.