Wisconsin Journal of Education, Том 27The Association, 1897 |
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... lines : ' And the moon and its broken reflection And its shadows shall appear As the symbol of love in Heaven , And ... line ; but it was evident that he loved what he was repeating . " Then a tall , lank , gray - haired 56 WISCONSIN ...
... lines : ' And the moon and its broken reflection And its shadows shall appear As the symbol of love in Heaven , And ... line ; but it was evident that he loved what he was repeating . " Then a tall , lank , gray - haired 56 WISCONSIN ...
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... line mid a storm of huzzas , And the wave of retreat checked its course there , because The sight of the master compelled it to pause , With foam , and with dust the black charger was gray , By the flash of his eye , and the red ...
... line mid a storm of huzzas , And the wave of retreat checked its course there , because The sight of the master compelled it to pause , With foam , and with dust the black charger was gray , By the flash of his eye , and the red ...
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... lines . ' ' ' " ' Consequently the southern people would have indeed been traitors to all history had they done otherwise under the circumstances ' " ' [ in trying to secede ] . " ' After a while the politicians [ northern ] thought it ...
... lines . ' ' ' " ' Consequently the southern people would have indeed been traitors to all history had they done otherwise under the circumstances ' " ' [ in trying to secede ] . " ' After a while the politicians [ northern ] thought it ...
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... lines is not controlled by the consciousness of any image . The movement of the hand is purely a motor element having no connection with a mental image . As soon as the child connects his mental image with the hand movement the result ...
... lines is not controlled by the consciousness of any image . The movement of the hand is purely a motor element having no connection with a mental image . As soon as the child connects his mental image with the hand movement the result ...
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... lines , a circle , half a dozen dots and three buckets . ' Lizzie , I don't un- derstand this , ' said the teacher . ' What is that circle ? ' ' O that's the well . ' ' And why have you three buckets ? ' ' One is the old oaken bucket ...
... lines , a circle , half a dozen dots and three buckets . ' Lizzie , I don't un- derstand this , ' said the teacher . ' What is that circle ? ' ' O that's the well . ' ' And why have you three buckets ? ' ' One is the old oaken bucket ...
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Стр. 13 - HEAR the sledges with the bells— Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Стр. 33 - The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year...
Стр. 13 - Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Стр. 33 - She revels in a region of sighs: She has seen that the tears are not dry on These cheeks, where the worm never dies, And has come past the stars of the Lion To point us the path to the skies, To the Lethean peace of the skies: Come up, in despite of the Lion, To shine on us with her bright eyes : Come up through the lair of the Lion, With love in her luminous eyes.
Стр. 252 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Стр. 252 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart: He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Стр. 277 - All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil...
Стр. 163 - Knowledge never learned of schools, Of the wild bee's morning chase, Of the wild flower's time and place, Flight of fowl and habitude Of the tenants of the wood; How the tortoise bears his shell, How the woodchuck digs his cell, And the ground-mole sinks his well; How the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung...
Стр. 181 - Which others often show for pride, / value for their power to please, And selfish churls deride ; — One Stradivarius, I confess, Two Meerschaums, I would fain possess. Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn, Nor ape the glittering upstart fool ; — Shall not carved tables serve my turn, But all must be of buhl ? Give grasping pomp its double share, — I ask but one recumbent chair. Thus humble let me live and die, Nor long for Midas...
Стр. 58 - Under his spurning feet, the road Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed, And the landscape sped away behind, Like an ocean flying before the wind ; And the steed like a bark fed with furnace ire, Swept on with his wild eye full of fire.