Open Sesame!: Arranged for students over fourteen years oldBlanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin Ginn & Company, 1898 |
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Common terms and phrases
ALFRED TENNYSON Allah Athens Azan battle beauty behold beneath bliss blood brave breast breath Carcassonne Catiline clouds cried crown dark dead dear death deep divine doth dread earth England eternal eyes fair faith flowers forever friends give glorious glory gone grave hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Hervé Riel honor hope human immortal JOHN MILTON JOHN RUSKIN King Kubla Khan land liberty light live look Lord LORD BYRON mighty morning nations never night noble o'er peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Pheidippides praise prayer pride rise rock round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shalt shines ship silent smile song soul Sparta spirit stars sweet sword Symphorien tears tell thee thine things THOMAS GRAY thou art thought throne thunder voice waves weep wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind
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Էջ 54 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Էջ 71 - Await alike the inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Էջ 296 - Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.
Էջ 147 - O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells: Rise up! for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead.
Էջ 142 - Each looked for an easier triumph, and a result less fundamental and astounding. Both read the same Bible, and pray to the same God ; and each invokes his aid against the other.
Էջ 98 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well ; Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; "Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man...
Էջ 91 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Էջ 86 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
Էջ 83 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Էջ 217 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...