The Progressive English reading books, Том 4 |
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... face to face the soldier that was struck , the officer that struck him . Once again they are meeting , and the gaze of armies is upon them . If for a moment a doubt divides them , in a moment the doubt has perished . One glance ...
... face to face the soldier that was struck , the officer that struck him . Once again they are meeting , and the gaze of armies is upon them . If for a moment a doubt divides them , in a moment the doubt has perished . One glance ...
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... face ; it had passed like a dream through haunts of misery and care - at the door of the poor schoolmaster on the summer evening , before the furnace fire upon the cold wet night , at the still bedside of the dying boy , there had been ...
... face ; it had passed like a dream through haunts of misery and care - at the door of the poor schoolmaster on the summer evening , before the furnace fire upon the cold wet night , at the still bedside of the dying boy , there had been ...
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... face upon the sky . Another told how he had wondered much that one so delicate as she should be so bold ; how she had never feared to enter the church alone at night , but had loved to linger there when all was quiet , and even to climb ...
... face upon the sky . Another told how he had wondered much that one so delicate as she should be so bold ; how she had never feared to enter the church alone at night , but had loved to linger there when all was quiet , and even to climb ...
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... faces That will shine on thee alway , Thou wilt never see the traces Of estrangement or decay . Thee we bear , a lily ... face is cold , thy race is run- " Tis mercy bids thee go ; For thou , ten thousand , thousand years , Hast seen the ...
... faces That will shine on thee alway , Thou wilt never see the traces Of estrangement or decay . Thee we bear , a lily ... face is cold , thy race is run- " Tis mercy bids thee go ; For thou , ten thousand , thousand years , Hast seen the ...
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... face , Thou saw'st the last of Adam's race On earth's sepulchral clod , The dark'ning universe defy To quench his immortality , Or shake his trust in God . THE Fool made mirth in the convent - hall , While the Abbot and monks were ...
... face , Thou saw'st the last of Adam's race On earth's sepulchral clod , The dark'ning universe defy To quench his immortality , Or shake his trust in God . THE Fool made mirth in the convent - hall , While the Abbot and monks were ...
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ancient Anglo-Saxon animals Arab arms army Arth Bashan battle beauty beneath Beth-gamul blood Boabdil Bozrah brave breath brow Brutus Cæsar Cape Non Carthage Carthaginians cavalry clouds Damascus dark dead death deep desert dromedaries earth East enemy Enniskilleners fear feet fell fire gates gaze glory hand hath Havelock head hear heard heart heaven hills honour houses Hubert hundred Kerioth king land Lebanon light living look Lord Lord Lucan Lucknow Mark Antony mighty miles morning mountain Nelson never night Nineveh noble o'er once palaces Palmyra passed plain prince Propontis Rephaim rise rock Roman Rome round ruins scene seen ship shore side silent slave sleep smile soul sound stand stood streets sweet sword Tadmor tears temples thee thou hast thousand tomb trees Tyre valley voice walls wave wild wind wonder
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Стр. 397 - I will wrong such honourable men. But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar ; I found it in his closet, 'tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds And dip their napkins...
Стр. 363 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely. The pangs of despised love, the law's delay. The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes. When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Стр. 302 - We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Стр. 48 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he ; not...
Стр. 363 - To painful labour, both by sea and land; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience; — Too little payment for so great a debt.
Стр. 317 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Стр. 317 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.
Стр. 47 - 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.
Стр. 364 - twas wondrous pitiful. She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man; she thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her.
Стр. 95 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.