The Copeland ReaderCharles Townsend Copeland C. Scribner's sons, 1926 - 1687 páginas |
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... hear Mr. Palmer read Shelley and other modern verse today note with delight that the charm and the spell are quite what they so famously were in that distant time . There never sounded in the voices of those great professors the ...
... hear Mr. Palmer read Shelley and other modern verse today note with delight that the charm and the spell are quite what they so famously were in that distant time . There never sounded in the voices of those great professors the ...
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... Hear me , O LORD , hear me ; that this people may know that thou art the LORD God , and that thou hast turned their heart back again . 38 Then the fire of the LORD fell , and consumed the burnt sacrifice , and the wood , and the stones ...
... Hear me , O LORD , hear me ; that this people may know that thou art the LORD God , and that thou hast turned their heart back again . 38 Then the fire of the LORD fell , and consumed the burnt sacrifice , and the wood , and the stones ...
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... hear the conclusion of the whole matter : Fear God , and keep his commandments : for this is the whole duty of man . 14 For God shall bring every work into judgment , with every secret thing , whether it be good , or whether it be evil ...
... hear the conclusion of the whole matter : Fear God , and keep his commandments : for this is the whole duty of man . 14 For God shall bring every work into judgment , with every secret thing , whether it be good , or whether it be evil ...
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... hear . Pol . Give first admittance to the am- bassadors . My news shall be the fruit to that great feast . King . Thyself do grace to them , and bring them in . [ Exit Polonius . He tells me , my sweet queen , that he WILLIAM ...
... hear . Pol . Give first admittance to the am- bassadors . My news shall be the fruit to that great feast . King . Thyself do grace to them , and bring them in . [ Exit Polonius . He tells me , my sweet queen , that he WILLIAM ...
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... hear a play to - morrow . [ Exeunt all the Players but the First . ] Dost thou hear me , old friend ? Can you play " The Murder of Gonzago " ? 1. Play . Ay , my lord . Ham . We'll ha ' t to - morrow night . You could , for a need ...
... hear a play to - morrow . [ Exeunt all the Players but the First . ] Dost thou hear me , old friend ? Can you play " The Murder of Gonzago " ? 1. Play . Ay , my lord . Ham . We'll ha ' t to - morrow night . You could , for a need ...
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Apollyon beauty better Bonny Dundee Bouillabaisse breath cried Crito Dang dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death door doth dream earth eyes face fair father fear fire flowers gentleman give gone hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hour king King Arthur knew lady Lady of Shalott laugh leave light live Long Melford looked lord Markheim Master of Ballantrae mind morning mother never night o'er Odysseus once passed Pickwick Polonius poor pray Puff Queen Redgauntlet replied round silent sing Sir Bedivere Sir Fret Sir Lucan Sisera sleep smile Sneer soul speak spirit stood struldbrugs sweet Tabary tears tell thee There's things thou thought Tiny Tim took turned unto voice walk wind wine Winkle woman word young youth
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Página 30 - And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
Página 443 - He is made one with Nature: there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own; Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Página 135 - ON HIS BLINDNESS WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?" I fondly ask. But patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies: "God doth not need Either man's work, or His own gifts. Who best Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best. His state...
Página 531 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star.
Página 369 - mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war! The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves ; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
Página 225 - Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 785 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain ; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant...
Página 292 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 795 - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way ? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day ? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place ? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night ? Those who have gone before.
Página 360 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.