Choice Literature, Book 6American Book Company, 1912 - Readers |
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... sitting , and exclaiming only Ha , dog ! " dashed almost to pieces the skull of the assassin , who uttered twice , once in a loud and once in a broken tone , the words " Allah ackbar ! " - God is victori- ous , and expired at the king's ...
... sitting , and exclaiming only Ha , dog ! " dashed almost to pieces the skull of the assassin , who uttered twice , once in a loud and once in a broken tone , the words " Allah ackbar ! " - God is victori- ous , and expired at the king's ...
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... sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptered sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings , It is an attribute to God himself ; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice . Therefore ...
... sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptered sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings , It is an attribute to God himself ; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice . Therefore ...
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... sit down to see what new spectacle Time , the scene shifter " has prepared for your astonished and delighted eye . The whole world is in motion before you . This is no small gossip about what took place under your own windows ; but as ...
... sit down to see what new spectacle Time , the scene shifter " has prepared for your astonished and delighted eye . The whole world is in motion before you . This is no small gossip about what took place under your own windows ; but as ...
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... sits there with his door open , so he gets all the fire , and hears if we come out of our studies after eight , or make a noise . However , he's taken to sitting in the fifth - form room lately , so we do get a bit of fire now sometimes ...
... sits there with his door open , so he gets all the fire , and hears if we come out of our studies after eight , or make a noise . However , he's taken to sitting in the fifth - form room lately , so we do get a bit of fire now sometimes ...
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... sitting by the fire in the housekeeper's room at a sumptuous tea , with cold meat , " twice as good a grub as we should have got in the hall , " as the Tadpole remarked with a grin , his mouth full of buttered toast . All their ...
... sitting by the fire in the housekeeper's room at a sumptuous tea , with cold meat , " twice as good a grub as we should have got in the hall , " as the Tadpole remarked with a grin , his mouth full of buttered toast . All their ...
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Page 217 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Page 238 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Page 363 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 371 - That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Page 51 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 197 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. / was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love I and my ANNABEL LEE — With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Page 347 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Page 279 - And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain.
Page 220 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Page 364 - The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy: To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! THOMAS HOOD.