Junior High School Literature ...Scott, Foresman, 1920 - Literature |
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... side come the songs of the birds . The bare ruined choirs have become again the sources of the thousand melodies of summer . Such is the power of poetry over the understanding heart . It sharpens your perception of fact . It awakens ...
... side come the songs of the birds . The bare ruined choirs have become again the sources of the thousand melodies of summer . Such is the power of poetry over the understanding heart . It sharpens your perception of fact . It awakens ...
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... side of the pasture was the garden of a neighbor . This 15 man was very proud of his fine vegetables and had put a six - foot fence around the place . Yet the very night after Coaly - Bay ar- rived , certain of the horses got into the ...
... side of the pasture was the garden of a neighbor . This 15 man was very proud of his fine vegetables and had put a six - foot fence around the place . Yet the very night after Coaly - Bay ar- rived , certain of the horses got into the ...
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... side of the prairie schooner , watching the dancing camp fire and listening to the howling of the coyotes . Four months before , the Anderson family , consisting of Mr. and Mrs. Anderson , Thomas , a boy of nine years , and the solitary ...
... side of the prairie schooner , watching the dancing camp fire and listening to the howling of the coyotes . Four months before , the Anderson family , consisting of Mr. and Mrs. Anderson , Thomas , a boy of nine years , and the solitary ...
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... side strap of the harness of each mule , and he was fastened to the hind wheel of the wagon , so that he could not swing about 20 and be across the tide when this sea of buffaloes should strike them . This kept the mules with their ...
... side strap of the harness of each mule , and he was fastened to the hind wheel of the wagon , so that he could not swing about 20 and be across the tide when this sea of buffaloes should strike them . This kept the mules with their ...
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... side of the wagon . On came the terrible battalions of galloping hoofs , the massive heads and black beards of mighty bulls glowering through the 5 clouds of dust . Each second the pounding of their hoofs swelled in volume , and each ...
... side of the wagon . On came the terrible battalions of galloping hoofs , the massive heads and black beards of mighty bulls glowering through the 5 clouds of dust . Each second the pounding of their hoofs swelled in volume , and each ...
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Page 143 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
Page 130 - He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Page 130 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 50 - ... midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight, to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side?
Page 143 - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door: Perched, and sat, and nothing more. 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,
Page 165 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; ' Good speed !' cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; 'Speed!' echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast. Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place ; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique...
Page 349 - Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, "If the British march By land or sea from the town tonight, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and...
Page 145 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Page 165 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook...
Page 416 - DEAR MADAM : I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may...