The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader, Volume 5A. L. Bancroft, 1875 - Readers |
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... hand stood a sculptor boy , With his marble block before him ; - And his face lit up with a smile of joy As an angel dream passed o'er him . He carved that dream on the yielding stone With many a sharp incision ; In heaven's own light ...
... hand stood a sculptor boy , With his marble block before him ; - And his face lit up with a smile of joy As an angel dream passed o'er him . He carved that dream on the yielding stone With many a sharp incision ; In heaven's own light ...
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... hands and body , represent our thoughts and feelings with almost the force and precision of words . Full instructions for Gesticulation , so far as it admits of definite regula- tion , will be found in the various works on Elocution and ...
... hands and body , represent our thoughts and feelings with almost the force and precision of words . Full instructions for Gesticulation , so far as it admits of definite regula- tion , will be found in the various works on Elocution and ...
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... hand nor the left , and knew not that he was there ; some merely glanced that way without admitting the slumberer among their busy thoughts ; some laughed to see how soundly he slept ; and several , whose hearts were brimming full of ...
... hand nor the left , and knew not that he was there ; some merely glanced that way without admitting the slumberer among their busy thoughts ; some laughed to see how soundly he slept ; and several , whose hearts were brimming full of ...
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... hand , and upon my touching any part of the web , would immediately leave its hole , prepared for a defense or an attack . LESSON VI . SANDALPHON . BY H. W. LONGFELLOW . Henry Wadsworth Longfellow , was born in Portland , Maine , in ...
... hand , and upon my touching any part of the web , would immediately leave its hole , prepared for a defense or an attack . LESSON VI . SANDALPHON . BY H. W. LONGFELLOW . Henry Wadsworth Longfellow , was born in Portland , Maine , in ...
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... hands , Into garlands of purple and red ; And beneath the great arch of the portal , Through the streets of the City Immortal , Is wafted the fragrance they shed . 7. It is but a legend I know , A fable , a phantom , a show , Of the ...
... hands , Into garlands of purple and red ; And beneath the great arch of the portal , Through the streets of the City Immortal , Is wafted the fragrance they shed . 7. It is but a legend I know , A fable , a phantom , a show , Of the ...
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Page 141 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood ! Let their last, feeble, and lingering glance rather behold the gorgeous ensign of the republic, now known and honored throughout the earth, still full high advanced, its arms and trophies streaming in their...
Page 80 - 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 133 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves. And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings ; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of nature which song is the best...
Page 29 - 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 264 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew, 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge.
Page 81 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you "—here I opened wide the door.
Page 263 - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school ; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Page 82 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Page 83 - 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 263 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.