(The British readers). The first (-sixth) reader, ed. by T. Morrison. The literary reader, a companion vol. to the fifth and sixth readers |
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... ! 7. His mother from the window looked , With all the longing of a mother r ; His little sister , weeping , walked The greenwood path to meet her brother . 8. They sought him east , they sought him west 18 LITERARY READER . YARROW STREAM,
... ! 7. His mother from the window looked , With all the longing of a mother r ; His little sister , weeping , walked The greenwood path to meet her brother . 8. They sought him east , they sought him west 18 LITERARY READER . YARROW STREAM,
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... meets us in many of the old ballads , and in the writings of Scott and Hogg . Logan's ballad is a very good illustration of the kind of tales associated with the Yarrow . Wordsworth has two exquisite little poems on this stream entitled ...
... meets us in many of the old ballads , and in the writings of Scott and Hogg . Logan's ballad is a very good illustration of the kind of tales associated with the Yarrow . Wordsworth has two exquisite little poems on this stream entitled ...
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... meet , and we'll be fain , In the land o ' the leal . eye . soul . hold . BETH GELERT . [ THE HON . W. R. SPENCER , one of the brightest ornaments of the gay circles of the metropolis , was younger son of Lord Charles Spencer . He was ...
... meet , and we'll be fain , In the land o ' the leal . eye . soul . hold . BETH GELERT . [ THE HON . W. R. SPENCER , one of the brightest ornaments of the gay circles of the metropolis , was younger son of Lord Charles Spencer . He was ...
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... meet , His favourite checked his joyful guise , And crouched , and licked his feet . 9. Onward , in haste , Llewelyn passed , And on went Gêlert too ; And still , where'er his eyes he cast , Fresh blood - gouts shocked his view . 10. O ...
... meet , His favourite checked his joyful guise , And crouched , and licked his feet . 9. Onward , in haste , Llewelyn passed , And on went Gêlert too ; And still , where'er his eyes he cast , Fresh blood - gouts shocked his view . 10. O ...
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... the door . 11. And , turning homeward , now they cried , " In heaven we all shall meet ! -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet . 12. Then downward from the steep hill's edge They tracked LITERARY READER . 27.
... the door . 11. And , turning homeward , now they cried , " In heaven we all shall meet ! -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet . 12. Then downward from the steep hill's edge They tracked LITERARY READER . 27.
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Страница 96 - Yea, twice the sum : if that will not suffice, I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
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Страница 40 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
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Страница 29 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — O to abide in the desert with thee!
Страница 83 - They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Lite cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between ; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.