Standard Fifth Reader, Part 2J.L. Shorey, 1867 |
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... Human Blindness to the Future POPE 98. Lochinvar 100. The American Flag 102. Van Artevelde's Speech 105. The Brave Man 109. Helvellyn 111. A Mother's Portrait 113. Ode to Duty . 115. Song of the Shirt 117. The Chambered Nautilus 119 ...
... Human Blindness to the Future POPE 98. Lochinvar 100. The American Flag 102. Van Artevelde's Speech 105. The Brave Man 109. Helvellyn 111. A Mother's Portrait 113. Ode to Duty . 115. Song of the Shirt 117. The Chambered Nautilus 119 ...
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... human heart , and illustrating all ages and conditions . - To teach this highest order of reading — expressive reading - by any system of rule , sign , or notation , is , we have seen , an unphilosophical and hopeless attempt , likely ...
... human heart , and illustrating all ages and conditions . - To teach this highest order of reading — expressive reading - by any system of rule , sign , or notation , is , we have seen , an unphilosophical and hopeless attempt , likely ...
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... humanity , reason , and justice tell me I ought to do . Is a politic act the worse for being a generous one ? no concession proper , but that which is made from your want of right to keep what you grant ? Or does it lessen the grace or ...
... humanity , reason , and justice tell me I ought to do . Is a politic act the worse for being a generous one ? no concession proper , but that which is made from your want of right to keep what you grant ? Or does it lessen the grace or ...
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... human weakness from my frame , That this keen weapon shake not , when his heart Should feel its point ; and if he has a child Whose blood is needful to the sacrifice My country asks , harden my soul to shed it ! § 61. Exercises in ...
... human weakness from my frame , That this keen weapon shake not , when his heart Should feel its point ; and if he has a child Whose blood is needful to the sacrifice My country asks , harden my soul to shed it ! § 61. Exercises in ...
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... human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death ; In years that bring the philosophic mind . Orotund , rising at the close to the high pitch of exultant joy . I hear the echoes through the mountains throng , The winds come to me ...
... human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death ; In years that bring the philosophic mind . Orotund , rising at the close to the high pitch of exultant joy . I hear the echoes through the mountains throng , The winds come to me ...
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Aaron Burr American arms art thou Ashton Auvergne beautiful Bingen blood blow brave breath Brutus called Cassio CATAPHRACTS character Cicero clouds death Delivery Demosthenes dost doth earth expression eyes father fear feel force genius gentle give glory Hamlet hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven Helvellyn honor human Iago Index inflection Ireland justice king labor land liberty light Lioni live Lochinvar look lord loud Lyre Michael Cassio middle pitch mind mountains nation nature never night noble o'er Orotund Quality passions pauses peace poem poet praise Pronounce pure Ravenswood rise scene sentence Shakespeare Shylock silent sing Sir Lucius slave slavery song soul sound speak speech spirit style sword tears tell thee thine things thou thought tion tone true truth utterance voice vowel words Zounds
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Page 60 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar...
Page 445 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Page 327 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge, and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Page 186 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Page 72 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 63 - 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...
Page 85 - The basis of our political systems is the right of the people to make and to alter their constitutions of government. But the constitution which at any time exists till changed by an explicit and authentic act of the whole people is sacredly obligatory upon all. The very idea of the power and the right of the people to establish government presupposes the duty of every individual to obey the established government.
Page 40 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Page 187 - The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous Shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray; Along the cool, sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Page 137 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.