Open Sesame!: Arranged for students over fourteen years oldBlanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin Ginn & Company, 1890 |
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... hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for these obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things , Fallings from us , vanishings , Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about ...
... hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for these obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things , Fallings from us , vanishings , Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about ...
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... hope men set their hearts upon Turns ashes or it prospers ; and anon Like snow upon the desert's dusty face , Lighting a little hour or two - is gone . Think , in the battered Carravanserai , Whose portals are SENTIMENT AND STORY . 39 ...
... hope men set their hearts upon Turns ashes or it prospers ; and anon Like snow upon the desert's dusty face , Lighting a little hour or two - is gone . Think , in the battered Carravanserai , Whose portals are SENTIMENT AND STORY . 39 ...
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... he , Who dares foreshadow for an only son A lovelier life , a more unstain'd , than his ? Or how should England dreaming of his sons Hope more for these than some inheritance - Of such a life , a heart , a SENTIMENT AND STORY . 41.
... he , Who dares foreshadow for an only son A lovelier life , a more unstain'd , than his ? Or how should England dreaming of his sons Hope more for these than some inheritance - Of such a life , a heart , a SENTIMENT AND STORY . 41.
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... hope that happiness is always to fall thus in showers at their feet ? - that wherever they pass they will tread on herbs of sweet scent , and that the rough ground will be made smooth for them by depth of roses ? So surely as they ...
... hope that happiness is always to fall thus in showers at their feet ? - that wherever they pass they will tread on herbs of sweet scent , and that the rough ground will be made smooth for them by depth of roses ? So surely as they ...
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... hope , The centre of a world's desire ; Yet feels , as in a pensive dream , When all his active powers are still , A distant dearness in the hill , A secret sweetness in the stream . The limit of his narrower fate , While yet beside its ...
... hope , The centre of a world's desire ; Yet feels , as in a pensive dream , When all his active powers are still , A distant dearness in the hill , A secret sweetness in the stream . The limit of his narrower fate , While yet beside its ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON Athens beauty behold beneath blood brave breast breath brow Carcassonne clouds cried crown dark dead dear death deep divine dost doth dread earth EDMUND SPENSER eternal EXTRACT eyes fair faith fight flowers forever FRIEDRICH SCHILLER give giveth His beloved glorious glory gone grave hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW honor hope human immortal JAMES RUSSELL Lowell JOHN MILTON JOHN RUSKIN King land liberty light live look Lord LORD BYRON mighty morning nations Nature never night noble o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Pheidippides prayer pride rise rock round ruin shalt ship shore silent smile song soul spirit stars sweet sword Symphorien tears tell thee thine things thou art thou wert thought throne truth voice Warren Hastings waves wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind youth
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Стр. 3 - O, may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Стр. 73 - Await alike the inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Стр. 348 - Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.
Стр. 156 - Both read the same Bible, and pray to the same God ; and each invokes his aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces ; but let us judge not, that we be not judged. The prayers of both could not be answered— that of neither has been answered fully. The Almighty has his own purposes.
Стр. 275 - Myself not least, but honored of them all,— And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Стр. 92 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
Стр. 234 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England! and saint George ! [Exeunt.
Стр. 52 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Стр. 89 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Стр. 97 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.