Literature Reader, Том 7California state printing office, 1916 |
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... looked like a weathercock perched upon his spindle neck to tell which way the wind blew . To see him striding along the profile of a hill on a windy day , with his clothes bagging and fluttering about him , one might have mistaken him ...
... looked like a weathercock perched upon his spindle neck to tell which way the wind blew . To see him striding along the profile of a hill on a windy day , with his clothes bagging and fluttering about him , one might have mistaken him ...
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... looked upon this sumptuous promise of luxurious winter fare . In his devour- ing mind's eye he pictured to himself every roasting pig running about with a pudding in his belly , and an apple in his mouth ; the pigeons were snugly put to ...
... looked upon this sumptuous promise of luxurious winter fare . In his devour- ing mind's eye he pictured to himself every roasting pig running about with a pudding in his belly , and an apple in his mouth ; the pigeons were snugly put to ...
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... looked upon him with a mixture of awe , admiration , and good will ; and when any madcap prank or rustic brawl occurred in the vicinity , always shook their heads , and warranted Brom Bones was at the bottom of it . 27. This rantipole ...
... looked upon him with a mixture of awe , admiration , and good will ; and when any madcap prank or rustic brawl occurred in the vicinity , always shook their heads , and warranted Brom Bones was at the bottom of it . 27. This rantipole ...
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... looked after , but girls can take care of themselves . Thus , while the busy dame bustled about the house , or plied her spinning wheel at one end of the piazza , honest Balt would sit smoking his evening pipe at the other , watching ...
... looked after , but girls can take care of themselves . Thus , while the busy dame bustled about the house , or plied her spinning wheel at one end of the piazza , honest Balt would sit smoking his evening pipe at the other , watching ...
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... looked , there was more of the lurking devil in him than any young filly in the country . 35. Ichabod was a suitable figure for such a steed . He rode with short stirrups , which brought his knees nearly up to the pommel of the saddle ...
... looked , there was more of the lurking devil in him than any young filly in the country . 35. Ichabod was a suitable figure for such a steed . He rode with short stirrups , which brought his knees nearly up to the pommel of the saddle ...
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Страница 362 - Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth: But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also. And if any man will sue thee at the law, and take away thy coat, let him have thy cloak also. And whosoever shall compel thee to go a mile, go with him twain.
Страница 101 - Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone ; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.
Страница 101 - Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery ! Our chains are forged. Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable, and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace! peace!
Страница 97 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ! And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Страница 71 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Страница 65 - Step and prop-iron, bolt and screw, Spring, tire, axle, and linchpin too, Steel of the finest, bright and blue; Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died. That was the way he "put her through.
Страница 70 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Страница 97 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Страница 101 - They tell us, sir, that we are weak, unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house?
Страница 333 - Nicholas Vedder?" There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin piping voice, "Nicholas Vedder! why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the church-yard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.