Ferguson's readings & recitationsFerguson 1881 |
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... Ring .. Fitz - James and Roderick Dhu ' The Fakenham Ghost .. The Gambler's Wife Mary and Lady Mary Seeing's not Believing Virginia .. A Pious Editor's Creed .. 217 .. .. J. G. Whittier . 220 .. .. Anon . 224 Crabbe . 227 228 Anon . 232 ...
... Ring .. Fitz - James and Roderick Dhu ' The Fakenham Ghost .. The Gambler's Wife Mary and Lady Mary Seeing's not Believing Virginia .. A Pious Editor's Creed .. 217 .. .. J. G. Whittier . 220 .. .. Anon . 224 Crabbe . 227 228 Anon . 232 ...
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... Ring out , wild bells , and let him die . 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 ...
... Ring out , wild bells , and let him die . 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 ...
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... rings beneath it , like the still , Unbroken beating of the sleeper's pulse . The reeds bent down the stream ; the willow leaves , With a soft cheek upon the lulling tide , Forgot the lifting winds ; and the long stems , Whose flowers ...
... rings beneath it , like the still , Unbroken beating of the sleeper's pulse . The reeds bent down the stream ; the willow leaves , With a soft cheek upon the lulling tide , Forgot the lifting winds ; and the long stems , Whose flowers ...
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... ring— There was a victory , they said : ' Twas what my father said he'd bring . But , ah ! it brought my father - dead ! My mother shriek'd - her heart was woe ; She clasped me trembling to her knee : And oh , that you may never know ...
... ring— There was a victory , they said : ' Twas what my father said he'd bring . But , ah ! it brought my father - dead ! My mother shriek'd - her heart was woe ; She clasped me trembling to her knee : And oh , that you may never know ...
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... rings , Who courted the lady in white in his view , And said in her ear such unspeakable things ; When he waltzed with her , hang him ! how nicely he did it ; Then he kiss'd her . Good gracious ! she didn't forbid it ! He did it again ...
... rings , Who courted the lady in white in his view , And said in her ear such unspeakable things ; When he waltzed with her , hang him ! how nicely he did it ; Then he kiss'd her . Good gracious ! she didn't forbid it ! He did it again ...
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Common terms and phrases
arms bear beauty believe bells beneath blood blue breast breath bright brow cheek child cold comes cried dark dead dear death deep door dreams earth eyes face fair father fear feel fell flowers friends gave gazed give grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour John king knew lady land leave lift light lips living look lost mind morning mother never night o'er once passed poor rest ring Robert round seemed seen side sight sleep smile soul sound spoke stand stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought took Trust turned Twas voice wave wear wife wild wind woman young youth
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Էջ 61 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his...
Էջ 18 - Who, you all know, are honourable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.
Էջ 153 - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Էջ 153 - Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before 'Surely...
Էջ 153 - I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Էջ 235 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "Tis some poor fellow's...
Էջ 17 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause, till it come back to me.
Էջ 154 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, — But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
Էջ 155 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Էջ 153 - 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.