The Royal Readers, Issue 5Nelson, 1879 |
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Page 12
... cold as the spray of the rock - beating surf . And there lay the rider , distorted and pale , With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent , the banners alone , The lances unlifted , the trumpets ...
... cold as the spray of the rock - beating surf . And there lay the rider , distorted and pale , With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent , the banners alone , The lances unlifted , the trumpets ...
Page 14
... cold hurrying blast , with mist upon its wings , and then another , and another . Then , in the midst of a constant dense wet fog , all creation is shut out of our view , except the few feet of sloping earth on which we are treading ...
... cold hurrying blast , with mist upon its wings , and then another , and another . Then , in the midst of a constant dense wet fog , all creation is shut out of our view , except the few feet of sloping earth on which we are treading ...
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... cold air are always flowing from the poles to the equator , to supply the place of the hot air which rises there from the surface of the globe . If the globe were at rest these would be due north and south winds ; but as the globe turns ...
... cold air are always flowing from the poles to the equator , to supply the place of the hot air which rises there from the surface of the globe . If the globe were at rest these would be due north and south winds ; but as the globe turns ...
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... cold wet night , 2 at the still bedside of the dying boy , 3 there had been the same mild and lovely look . So shall we know the angels in their majesty after death . The old man held one languid arm in his , and the small tight hand ...
... cold wet night , 2 at the still bedside of the dying boy , 3 there had been the same mild and lovely look . So shall we know the angels in their majesty after death . The old man held one languid arm in his , and the small tight hand ...
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... cold ; - This is a Mother's Love . To bring a helpless babe to light , Then , while it lies forlorn , To gaze upon that dearest sight , And feel herself new - born ; In its existence lose her own , And live and breathe in it alone ...
... cold ; - This is a Mother's Love . To bring a helpless babe to light , Then , while it lies forlorn , To gaze upon that dearest sight , And feel herself new - born ; In its existence lose her own , And live and breathe in it alone ...
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Popular passages
Page 78 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Page 228 - 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...
Page 229 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Page 198 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Page 9 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Page 229 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Page 228 - 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 228 - 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 12 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Page 21 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret, By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.