The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet: Combining 100 Choice Selections ; Nos. 1 - Embracing New and Standard Productions of Oratory, Sentiment, Eloquence, Pathos, Wit and Humor, Volumen2P. Garrett & Company, 1884 |
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... night must surely be the children of the stars ; and they would all be grieved to see their play . mates , the children of men , no more . There was one clear shining star that used to come out in the sky before the rest , near the ...
... night must surely be the children of the stars ; and they would all be grieved to see their play . mates , the children of men , no more . There was one clear shining star that used to come out in the sky before the rest , near the ...
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... night , and then the child looked sadly out by himself , and when he saw the star , turned round and said to the patient pale face on the bed , " I see the star ! " and then a smile would come upon the face , and a little weak voice ...
... night , and then the child looked sadly out by himself , and when he saw the star , turned round and said to the patient pale face on the bed , " I see the star ! " and then a smile would come upon the face , and a little weak voice ...
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... night ; and the star was shining into the room , making long rays down towards him as he saw it through his tears . From that hour forth , the child looked out upon the star as the home he was to go to when his time should come ; and he ...
... night ; and the star was shining into the room , making long rays down towards him as he saw it through his tears . From that hour forth , the child looked out upon the star as the home he was to go to when his time should come ; and he ...
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... night , And the waters yield the fight . Higher , higher , higher , Like a tempest sweeps the fire . Street to street , Like a raid of horsemen fleet , Now the fiery chargers dash ; Now their lances gleam and flash ; Attic height and ...
... night , And the waters yield the fight . Higher , higher , higher , Like a tempest sweeps the fire . Street to street , Like a raid of horsemen fleet , Now the fiery chargers dash ; Now their lances gleam and flash ; Attic height and ...
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... night " " And through the mighty Republic Thy summons went rolling on , Till it rippled the seas in the tropics , And ruffled the Oregon . The distant Golden City Called through her golden gates , And quickly rung the answer From the ...
... night " " And through the mighty Republic Thy summons went rolling on , Till it rippled the seas in the tropics , And ruffled the Oregon . The distant Golden City Called through her golden gates , And quickly rung the answer From the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Annabel Lee arms balance wheel Beagle beautiful beneath bless breast breath captain's gig Carthage Char-co-o-al child cold cried dark Deacon Jones dead dear death Deborah Lee door Dora dream earth eyes face fair father fear feel feet fell flowers frog give glory gone grave hand head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope hour kiss knew lady land laugh light lips live look Lord morning mother neath never night NUMBER o'er once pass poor portmanteau pray prayer R. H. BARHAM raspberry pie round Santa Claus shine sigh sing sleep smile sorrow soul spirit stand stood sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought to-day told turned Twas Twill voice weary wife wild word young
Pasajes populares
Página 81 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor.
Página 157 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head; And we far away on the billow!
Página 155 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Página 84 - Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode — (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
Página 82 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide. To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Página 83 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 156 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene." "Why 'twas a very wicked thing!" Said little Wilhelmine. "Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, "It was a famous victory.
Página 125 - But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my Annabel Lee ; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Página 81 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 83 - Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.