The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Том 5 |
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... Heart The Hawthorn Tree 137 Afton Water • The Rose 138 The Age of Children Happiest 153 On a Friend who Died in Italy 154 153 154 To Blossoms 138 Resignation 156 Morning Sounds 139 • Circumstance 157 The Brook The Poplar Field The ...
... Heart The Hawthorn Tree 137 Afton Water • The Rose 138 The Age of Children Happiest 153 On a Friend who Died in Italy 154 153 154 To Blossoms 138 Resignation 156 Morning Sounds 139 • Circumstance 157 The Brook The Poplar Field The ...
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... heart forgets to beat , 66 And drifting snows my tomb prepare . " Open your hospitable door , And shield me from the biting blast ; Cold , cold it blows across the moor , The weary moor that I have pass'd ! " With hasty step the farmer ...
... heart forgets to beat , 66 And drifting snows my tomb prepare . " Open your hospitable door , And shield me from the biting blast ; Cold , cold it blows across the moor , The weary moor that I have pass'd ! " With hasty step the farmer ...
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... heart is closer barr'd , Who hears me thus complain . " Farewell , farewell ! and Heaven grant , When old and frail you be , You never may the shelter want That's now denied to me ! " * Palmer , pilgrim or wanderer , going to some ...
... heart is closer barr'd , Who hears me thus complain . " Farewell , farewell ! and Heaven grant , When old and frail you be , You never may the shelter want That's now denied to me ! " * Palmer , pilgrim or wanderer , going to some ...
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... heart went thankful to rest , And must rise to toil again , ' gain , And must rise to toil again . The wind blows east , the wind blows west , And there comes good luck and bad ; The thriftiest man is the cheerfullest ; " Tis a ...
... heart went thankful to rest , And must rise to toil again , ' gain , And must rise to toil again . The wind blows east , the wind blows west , And there comes good luck and bad ; The thriftiest man is the cheerfullest ; " Tis a ...
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... ashes could be ; And her tongue was a - tied , and her still heart did swell Till her senses came back with the first tear that fell . C Never more can she feel his warm face in her THE FIFTH ( 17 STANDARD READER . Mary Ann's Child.
... ashes could be ; And her tongue was a - tied , and her still heart did swell Till her senses came back with the first tear that fell . C Never more can she feel his warm face in her THE FIFTH ( 17 STANDARD READER . Mary Ann's Child.
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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.