The Sixth ReaderCowperthwait & Company, 1872 - 408 pages |
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... wild càtaract leaps in glòry . 3. The maxim that no people ought to be free till they are fit to use their freedom , is worthy of the fool in the old story , who resolved not to go into the water till he had learned to swim . If men are ...
... wild càtaract leaps in glòry . 3. The maxim that no people ought to be free till they are fit to use their freedom , is worthy of the fool in the old story , who resolved not to go into the water till he had learned to swim . If men are ...
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... wild horses hard flying before I hear like a sèa breaking high on the shòre : While the buffalo come like the surge of the sea , Driven far by the flame , driving fast on us three , As a hurricane comes , crushing pàlms in his ire . II ...
... wild horses hard flying before I hear like a sèa breaking high on the shòre : While the buffalo come like the surge of the sea , Driven far by the flame , driving fast on us three , As a hurricane comes , crushing pàlms in his ire . II ...
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... wild wìnd hath many a sigh Amid the fòliage sere . 6. Full tone . Gentle . Her giant förm O'er wrathful surge , through blackening storm , Majestically calm , would gō , Mid the deep darkness , white as snow ! But gentler now the small ...
... wild wìnd hath many a sigh Amid the fòliage sere . 6. Full tone . Gentle . Her giant förm O'er wrathful surge , through blackening storm , Majestically calm , would gō , Mid the deep darkness , white as snow ! But gentler now the small ...
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... wild license of his savage youth Against his later scruples . V. All the while The low rebuking of the distant waves Stole in upon him like the voice of God Among the trees of Eden . Girding up His soul's loins with a resolute hand , he ...
... wild license of his savage youth Against his later scruples . V. All the while The low rebuking of the distant waves Stole in upon him like the voice of God Among the trees of Eden . Girding up His soul's loins with a resolute hand , he ...
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... wild woods of the neighboring continent . Their principal food was crabs and such shell - fish as they could scantily pick up along the shores . Incessant storms of thunder and lightning swept over the devoted island and drenched them ...
... wild woods of the neighboring continent . Their principal food was crabs and such shell - fish as they could scantily pick up along the shores . Incessant storms of thunder and lightning swept over the devoted island and drenched them ...
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Page 57 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Page 91 - Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.
Page 114 - I WIND about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling...
Page 360 - 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' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Page 360 - The armaments which thunder-strike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Page 343 - 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 377 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach...
Page 344 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Page 255 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Page 49 - The mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter 'Little Prig; Bun replied, 'You are doubtless very big; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place. If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track; Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you...