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I could not have occupied my thoughts better : the subject concerned me nearly
— it went to the very heart of my happiness . Some people are perpetual martyrs
to idleness ; other have only their turns and returns of it . I was of the latter class ...
I could not have occupied my thoughts better : the subject concerned me nearly
— it went to the very heart of my happiness . Some people are perpetual martyrs
to idleness ; other have only their turns and returns of it . I was of the latter class ...
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Here , wife , see what it says ; you can read writing better than I . ” The wife took
the paper and read these words : “ Never put off till to - morrow what you can do
to - day . " His wife offered a few more objections ; but he declared that ! he had
not ...
Here , wife , see what it says ; you can read writing better than I . ” The wife took
the paper and read these words : “ Never put off till to - morrow what you can do
to - day . " His wife offered a few more objections ; but he declared that ! he had
not ...
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More than five hundred years ago , the country of Switzerland was under the
Austrian government , and the people were treated little better than slaves . They
were made to pay very heavy taxes , and to perform the most menial offices ,
while ...
More than five hundred years ago , the country of Switzerland was under the
Austrian government , and the people were treated little better than slaves . They
were made to pay very heavy taxes , and to perform the most menial offices ,
while ...
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... and proposed that he should exhibit a specimen of his skill as an archer ,
promising that , if he could hit an apple at a certain distance , he should be free .
Tell was glad to hear this , and began to have a better opinion of the governor
than he ...
... and proposed that he should exhibit a specimen of his skill as an archer ,
promising that , if he could hit an apple at a certain distance , he should be free .
Tell was glad to hear this , and began to have a better opinion of the governor
than he ...
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... it to be a bank . cheque . He exclaimed , " My good woman , you could not have
fallen in with a better medical adviser ; he has prescribed for you ten guineas ,
THE SIXTH ' STANDARD ' READER .
... it to be a bank . cheque . He exclaimed , " My good woman , you could not have
fallen in with a better medical adviser ; he has prescribed for you ten guineas ,
THE SIXTH ' STANDARD ' READER .
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Page 265 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,— " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven,
Page 282 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Page 67 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part; For the gods see everywhere.
Page 263 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore.
Page 266 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 266 - Nevermore.' 'Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting 'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page 269 - And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
Page 269 - Pr'ythee, lead me in : There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny : 'tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Page 267 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 267 - There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
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| Title | The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Volume 6 Standard ser. of elem. reading books The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, James Stuart Laurie |
| Author | James Stuart Laurie |
| Published | 1863 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 28 Sep 2006 |
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