The Progressive English reading books, Том 4 |
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... round the five senses : the eye to the painter , the ear to the musician , the tongue to the poet , the hand to the sculptor , and the whole body , the instrument of touch , among all . The Fine Arts thus begin each with a special sense ...
... round the five senses : the eye to the painter , the ear to the musician , the tongue to the poet , the hand to the sculptor , and the whole body , the instrument of touch , among all . The Fine Arts thus begin each with a special sense ...
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... round them . Once more in those temperate regions , where large animals and trees do not greatly abound , turfs , or mud , or clay , or stones , or all together , can be fashioned into that outermost garment which we call a house , and ...
... round them . Once more in those temperate regions , where large animals and trees do not greatly abound , turfs , or mud , or clay , or stones , or all together , can be fashioned into that outermost garment which we call a house , and ...
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... round her tomb . Old men were there , whose eyes were dim and senses failing - grandmothers , who might have died ten years ago and still been old - the deaf , the blind , the lame , the palsied the living dead , in many shapes and ...
... round her tomb . Old men were there , whose eyes were dim and senses failing - grandmothers , who might have died ten years ago and still been old - the deaf , the blind , the lame , the palsied the living dead , in many shapes and ...
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... round to look into the grave before the stone should be replaced . One called to mind how he had seen her sitting on that very spot , and how her book had fallen on her lap , and she was gazing with a pensive face upon the sky . Another ...
... round to look into the grave before the stone should be replaced . One called to mind how he had seen her sitting on that very spot , and how her book had fallen on her lap , and she was gazing with a pensive face upon the sky . Another ...
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... round , work On each tall and slender shaft . Sudden glimpses of trees waving , With a freshness to the eye , Came through pillared courts all open To the soft blue summer sky ; And around it were sweet gardens , Sunny clumps of scented ...
... round , work On each tall and slender shaft . Sudden glimpses of trees waving , With a freshness to the eye , Came through pillared courts all open To the soft blue summer sky ; And around it were sweet gardens , Sunny clumps of scented ...
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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.