The graduated series of reading-lesson books, Kirja 51861 |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 60
Sivu 14
... hour , Have I derived from thee , sweet flower , Some apprehension . Some shady love , some brief delight , Some memory that had taken flight , Some chime of fancy , wrong or right , Or stray invention . If stately passions in me burn ...
... hour , Have I derived from thee , sweet flower , Some apprehension . Some shady love , some brief delight , Some memory that had taken flight , Some chime of fancy , wrong or right , Or stray invention . If stately passions in me burn ...
Sivu 20
... hour of inward thought , Can still suspect and still revere himself In lowliness of heart . Wordsworth . CONTENTMENT . A SHOE Coming loose from the fore - foot of the post - horse , at the beginning of the ascent of Mount Taurira , the ...
... hour of inward thought , Can still suspect and still revere himself In lowliness of heart . Wordsworth . CONTENTMENT . A SHOE Coming loose from the fore - foot of the post - horse , at the beginning of the ascent of Mount Taurira , the ...
Sivu 21
... hour ? If the supper was to my taste , the grace which followed it was much more so . When supper was over , the old man gave a knock on the * Potagerie ( pron . pot - azh - cree ) , kitchen - garden . table with the haft of his knife ...
... hour ? If the supper was to my taste , the grace which followed it was much more so . When supper was over , the old man gave a knock on the * Potagerie ( pron . pot - azh - cree ) , kitchen - garden . table with the haft of his knife ...
Sivu 28
... hours by hours . Where are the songs of spring ? Ay , where are they ? Think not of them , thou hast thy music too , While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day , And touch the stubble - plains with rosy hue ; Then with a wailful choir ...
... hours by hours . Where are the songs of spring ? Ay , where are they ? Think not of them , thou hast thy music too , While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day , And touch the stubble - plains with rosy hue ; Then with a wailful choir ...
Sivu 31
... hour , you will hear music . The dry foliage of the sum- mer's shedding is scattered over the ground , and the round hard drops ring out clearly and distinctly , as they are shaken down with the stirring of the breeze . It is some ...
... hour , you will hear music . The dry foliage of the sum- mer's shedding is scattered over the ground , and the round hard drops ring out clearly and distinctly , as they are shaken down with the stirring of the breeze . It is some ...
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Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
animals aoul appeared army banks beautiful birds body buffalo called camp character Chinese clouds colors Cordilleras Cossacks cultivation dark distance Duke of York earth elephants enemy England English European eyes feet feudal fief fire force forest French gharry grass ground hand head heard hills Hindoo horses hour house of Bourbon human hundred hunter India Indian inhabitants Jamaica jungul king Kirghis Lama land leaves leopard light live look Lord ment miles mind Mongol Mongolia morning mountains nations native nature never night noble Paramillo passed peccary plain prairie prairie dog pron ravine reached region rich river sampans scarcely scene seemed seen ships side sometimes song soon spot steppes stream summit Tahiti Tartars thing thought thousand tiger tion traveller trees troops valley village whip-poor-will whole wild wind wood yards Yorkists
Suositut otteet
Sivu 287 - Will I upon thy party wear this rose: And here I prophesy, — This brawl to-day, Grown to this faction, in the Temple garden, Shall send, between the red rose and the white, A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
Sivu 28 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Sivu 28 - Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind...
Sivu 20 - If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him Is in its infancy.
Sivu 12 - In me. thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.
Sivu 59 - The latest Gospel in this world is, Know thy work and do it. ' Know thyself:' long enough has that poor ' self of thine tormented thee ; thou wilt never get to ' know' it, I believe ! Think it not thy business, this of knowing thyself; thou art an unknowable individual : know what thou canst work at; and work at it, like a Hercules!
Sivu 28 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Sivu 2 - Leave to enjoy myself. That place, that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious court, where hourly I Converse with the old sages and philosophers ; And sometimes for variety I confer With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels ; Calling their victories, if unjustly got, Unto a strict account ; and in my fancy, Deface their ill-placed statues.
Sivu 3 - Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old : My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. With them I take delight in weal And seek relief in woe ; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedew'd With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
Sivu 12 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.