The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Том 5 |
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... tell . But this I know , I love to play Through the meadow among the hay ; Up the water , and over the lea , That's the way for Billy and me . - Hogg . THE BEGGAR MAN . AROUND the fire , one wintry The Way for Billy and.
... tell . But this I know , I love to play Through the meadow among the hay ; Up the water , and over the lea , That's the way for Billy and me . - Hogg . THE BEGGAR MAN . AROUND the fire , one wintry The Way for Billy and.
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... fire they place The poor , half - frozen beggar man , With shaking limbs and pallid face . The little children flocking came , And warm'd his stiff'ning hands in theirs ; And busily the good old dame A comfortable mess prepares . Their ...
... fire they place The poor , half - frozen beggar man , With shaking limbs and pallid face . The little children flocking came , And warm'd his stiff'ning hands in theirs ; And busily the good old dame A comfortable mess prepares . Their ...
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... fire . When the terrible winter comes , they would be in danger of perishing from cold and hunger if they did not do so . No shops are there ; every one must provide food and clothes for himself . Great quantities of fish are dried ...
... fire . When the terrible winter comes , they would be in danger of perishing from cold and hunger if they did not do so . No shops are there ; every one must provide food and clothes for himself . Great quantities of fish are dried ...
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... but that from a wood fire and a small lamp fed with coarse oil . We have tried , indeed , to make ourselves as comfortable as possible before the winter began . We have had all the crannies in our 34 READER . THE FIFTH 6 STANDARD.
... but that from a wood fire and a small lamp fed with coarse oil . We have tried , indeed , to make ourselves as comfortable as possible before the winter began . We have had all the crannies in our 34 READER . THE FIFTH 6 STANDARD.
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... fire in the middle of our floor , a great stream of sparks escapes through the chimney , or , rather , hole in the top . This stream looks outside like rockets and squibs rising suddenly out of the snow . Round the fire all the family ...
... fire in the middle of our floor , a great stream of sparks escapes through the chimney , or , rather , hole in the top . This stream looks outside like rockets and squibs rising suddenly out of the snow . Round the fire all the family ...
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Стр. 140 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Стр. 21 - And sweep through the deep While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Стр. 204 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Стр. 92 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Стр. 214 - 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 right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Стр. 205 - 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.
Стр. 96 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Стр. 141 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Стр. 204 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note— As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Стр. 95 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.