McGuffey's Fifth Eclectic Reader

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American Book Company, 1879 - 352 страници
 

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I
vii
II
37
III
41
IV
42
V
47
VI
48
VII
50
VIII
52
LX
183
LXI
187
LXII
191
LXIII
193
LXV
194
LXVI
198
LXVII
202
LXVIII
205

IX
57
X
58
XI
60
XII
61
XIII
65
XIV
67
XV
69
XVI
70
XVII
72
XVIII
75
XIX
76
XX
79
XXI
80
XXII
83
XXIII
85
XXIV
86
XXV
89
XXVI
90
XXVII
93
XXVIII
94
XXIX
99
XXX
101
XXXI
106
XXXII
108
XXXIII
111
XXXIV
112
XXXV
115
XXXVI
117
XXXVII
119
XXXVIII
121
XXXIX
126
XL
130
XLI
133
XLII
136
XLIII
141
XLIV
144
XLV
146
XLVI
149
XLVII
152
XLVIII
154
XLIX
157
L
159
LI
161
LII
165
LIII
168
LIV
169
LV
170
LVI
174
LVII
175
LVIII
178
LIX
181
LXIX
214
LXX
219
LXXI
226
LXXII
228
LXXIII
230
LXXIV
232
LXXV
237
LXXVI
239
LXXVII
243
LXXVIII
244
LXXIX
245
LXXX
250
LXXXI
251
LXXXII
256
LXXXIII
257
LXXXIV
260
LXXXV
261
LXXXVI
264
LXXXVII
267
LXXXVIII
269
LXXXIX
271
XC
274
XCI
275
XCII
276
XCIII
280
XCIV
282
XCV
284
XCVI
286
XCVII
288
XCVIII
290
XCIX
293
C
294
CI
299
CII
300
CIII
306
CIV
307
CV
310
CVI
313
CVII
317
CVIII
319
CIX
324
CX
326
CXI
331
CXII
336
CXIII
340
CXIV
341
CXV
346
CXVI
347
CXVII
348
CXVIII
349
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Страница 197 - Sir, before God, I believe the hour is come. My judgment approves this measure, and my whole heart is in it. All that I have, and all that I am, and all that I hope, in this life, I am now ready here to stake upon it; and I leave off as I began, that live or die, survive or perish, I am for the Declaration. It is my living sentiment, and by the blessing of God it shall be my dying sentiment, Independence now, and Independence forever.
Страница 166 - Thou coveredst it with the deep As with a garment : The waters stood above the mountains. At Thy rebuke They fled ; At the voice of Thy thunder They hasted away.
Страница 94 - Nay, not so," Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night It came again with a great wakening light, And showed the names whom love of God had blessed, And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
Страница 152 - The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Страница 293 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me: The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad memory brings the light Of other days around me.
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Страница 93 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
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Страница 116 - In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forests cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief : Yet not unmeet it was that one, like that young friend of ours, So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.

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