Elementary Composition ExercisesH. Holt, 1890 - 159 страници |
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66 Harry ALEXANDER Pope ALFRED TENNYSON aloud animals apples Aziola Beetle begin Bell of Atri Bird bread brook Change CHAPTER child clauses color Example exercise expression familiar flower forest girl give grammatical Hale's Hawthorne hill History insects interest JENNY GREY John JOHN KEATS JOHN MILTON KEATS kind language learned lesson Longfellow's looking Lowell's material Matthew MATTHEW ARNOLD mountain natural nest NOTE observation older pupils OLIVER GOLDSMITH oral Ozymandias P. B. SHELLEY paper paragraph paraphrases passage peaches phrases picture piece of writing plant poem preceding prepositions Princess of Thule prose R. W. EMERSON reading-book ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT TANNAHILL Sartor Resartus Saxon school-house Second Reader selected sentences simple sonnet soul story subjects suggested teacher tell things THOMAS CARLYLE thought tion topics tree vocabulary Whittier's WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wood words
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Страница 139 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Страница 157 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Страница 149 - MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill. With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch, Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Страница 147 - 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.
Страница 155 - Down which she so often has tripp'd with her pail ; And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only dwelling on earth that she loves. She looks, and her heart is in heaven : but they fade, The mist and the river, the hill and the shade ; The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise, And the colours have all pass'd away from her eyes ! W.
Страница 150 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Страница 150 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Страница 160 - If there be one who need bemoan His kindred laid in earth, The household hearts that were his own, It is the man of mirth. My days, my Friend, are almost gone, My life has been approved, And many love me ; but by none Am I enough beloved.
Страница 154 - Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away.
Страница 152 - ... summer seas, And pattering rain, and breathing dew, And airs of evening ; and it knew That seldom-heard mysterious sound, Which, driven on its diurnal round, As it floats through boundless day, Our world enkindles on its way — All this it knows, but will not tell To those who cannot question well The spirit that inhabits it ; It talks according to the wit Of its companions ; and no more Is heard than has been felt before...