Junior High School Literature ...Scott, Foresman, 1920 |
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... comes upon him at the close of day . Love , he thinks , is done ; his life has lost its value ; he wishes he might die . These are thoughts that come to thousands of weary men and women . Even those who do not feel so utterly hopeless ...
... comes upon him at the close of day . Love , he thinks , is done ; his life has lost its value ; he wishes he might die . These are thoughts that come to thousands of weary men and women . Even those who do not feel so utterly hopeless ...
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... up into the sky whence comes the flow of melody , but discovers no bird . Apparently the sky itself is singing , so rich is the sound , so all - pervasive . Like the painter , the 14 Junior High School Literature , Book Two.
... up into the sky whence comes the flow of melody , but discovers no bird . Apparently the sky itself is singing , so rich is the sound , so all - pervasive . Like the painter , the 14 Junior High School Literature , Book Two.
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... comes from heaven , inspired by that privacy of glorious light that dwellers on the earth cannot know ; it is the type of aspiration , yet it is true to the instinct of home and home relations . Wordsworth realizes , therefore , not ...
... comes from heaven , inspired by that privacy of glorious light that dwellers on the earth cannot know ; it is the type of aspiration , yet it is true to the instinct of home and home relations . Wordsworth realizes , therefore , not ...
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... come and drive them headlong . You notice a farmer , who looks also at this tree and that as though to decide which ones shall be cut down to make his winter wood supply . And then you pass an old man , hobbling along with his cane ...
... come and drive them headlong . You notice a farmer , who looks also at this tree and that as though to decide which ones shall be cut down to make his winter wood supply . And then you pass an old man , hobbling along with his cane ...
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... come to the line , Upon those boughs that shake against the cold- you recognize a new and deeper effect . You knew it was a cold . day , but not how cold . The coldness seems almost solid ; the boughs creak and groan , seem to shake ...
... come to the line , Upon those boughs that shake against the cold- you recognize a new and deeper effect . You knew it was a cold . day , but not how cold . The coldness seems almost solid ; the boughs creak and groan , seem to shake ...
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Junior High School Literature ... William Harris Elson,Christine M. Keck Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1920 |
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Side 143 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
Side 130 - He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Side 130 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Side 50 - ... midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight, to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side?
Side 143 - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door: Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,
Side 165 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; ' Good speed !' cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; 'Speed!' echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast. Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place ; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique...
Side 349 - Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, "If the British march By land or sea from the town tonight, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and...
Side 145 - 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...
Side 165 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook...
Side 416 - DEAR MADAM : I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may...