The Sixth ReaderCowperthwait & Company, 1872 - 408 pages |
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... DEATH OF SAMSON · LXXIX . LXXXI . THE MOUNTAIN WANDERER'S RE- TURN LXXXIII . CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE . LXXXVII . THE EVE OF WATERLOO Bishop Heber 62 James R. Lowell . 69 John Byrom 87 J. G. Whittier . Sir Walter Scott . 93 99 104 ...
... DEATH OF SAMSON · LXXIX . LXXXI . THE MOUNTAIN WANDERER'S RE- TURN LXXXIII . CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE . LXXXVII . THE EVE OF WATERLOO Bishop Heber 62 James R. Lowell . 69 John Byrom 87 J. G. Whittier . Sir Walter Scott . 93 99 104 ...
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... death look còld , And shoot a chìllness to my trembling heart . 3. I see the smoke of the furnaces where manacles and fetters are still forged for human lìmbs . I see the visages of those who by stealth and at midnight labor in this ...
... death look còld , And shoot a chìllness to my trembling heart . 3. I see the smoke of the furnaces where manacles and fetters are still forged for human lìmbs . I see the visages of those who by stealth and at midnight labor in this ...
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... death , Thou go not , like the quarry - slave at night , Scourged to his dungeon ; but , sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust , approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him , and lies down to ...
... death , Thou go not , like the quarry - slave at night , Scourged to his dungeon ; but , sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust , approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him , and lies down to ...
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... death , whatèver be the goal That crowns or closes round this struggling hóur , Thou knowest , if ever from my spirít stole One deeper prayer , ' t was that no cloud might lower On my young fàme ! —O hèar ! God of eternal power ! Loud ...
... death , whatèver be the goal That crowns or closes round this struggling hóur , Thou knowest , if ever from my spirít stole One deeper prayer , ' t was that no cloud might lower On my young fàme ! —O hèar ! God of eternal power ! Loud ...
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... bribery from those who had sworn to the elder brother's death . He then summed up the case anew , and it was unhesitatingly decided in the elder brother's favor . V. - THE FINDING OF THE LYRE . I. HERE 68 THE SIXTH READER .
... bribery from those who had sworn to the elder brother's death . He then summed up the case anew , and it was unhesitatingly decided in the elder brother's favor . V. - THE FINDING OF THE LYRE . I. HERE 68 THE SIXTH READER .
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Page 250 - Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them...
Page 98 - 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 bonnet and plume, And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better, by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 253 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Page 98 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Page 111 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Page 358 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Page 341 - When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Page 342 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Page 176 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Page 381 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.