English (The Granville) history readers, Issue 4 |
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Afghans Anselm Archbishop Archbishop of Canterbury archers arms army arrows attack Balaclava battalion battle battle of Naseby began bishops blood body brave bridge British broke called cavalry Cawnpore charge Charles Church Clive coast command cried Cromwell dead death defeated Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl Edward enemy England English Enniskilleners fell fight fire fled force fought France French grey ground guard guns hand Hardy head heard heaven Henry hill History honour horse House hundred infantry Irish JOHN LINGARD killed King Harold king's land Lindisfarne London Long Parliament Lord Lord Lucan miles morning night o'er officers Parliament passed plain Prince prisoners replied river river Foyle rode royal rushed Saladin Scotland Scots sent ships shore shouted side soldiers soon squadrons sword thousand took town troops turned valley victory village Wallace Wat Tyler William wounded
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Page 212 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 212 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Page 212 - But hark! - that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! Arm! it is - it is - the cannon's opening roar!
Page 211 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 197 - You know the rest. In the books you have read, How the British Regulars fired and fled, — How the farmers gave them ball for ball, From behind each fence and farm-yard wall, Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing to fire and load.
Page 93 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He, that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his friends. And say — ' To-morrow is saint Crispian.' Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars, And say, — ' These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Page 195 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventyfive ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, "If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light, — One, if by land, and two, if by sea ; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village...
Page 119 - Forthwith a guard at every gun was placed along the wall ; The beacon blazed upon the roof of Edgecumbe's lofty hall ; Many a light fishing-bark put out to pry along the coast ; And with loose rein and bloody spur rode inland many a post.
Page 195 - For suddenly all his thoughts are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay,— A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge of boats. Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride, Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere.
Page 214 - Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.