The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader, Volumen4A. L. Bancroft, 1875 |
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... faces , and go winging away like a belated fragment of a storm . MARK TWAIN . LESSON II , HOW LAMP - CHIMNEYS ARE MADE . PART FIRST . Spacious , roomy . Fûr'naçe , a hot oven . Clangʻing , the noise made by pieces of iron striking ...
... faces , and go winging away like a belated fragment of a storm . MARK TWAIN . LESSON II , HOW LAMP - CHIMNEYS ARE MADE . PART FIRST . Spacious , roomy . Fûr'naçe , a hot oven . Clangʻing , the noise made by pieces of iron striking ...
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... face was ashy pale . One shook him and touched his faded cheek with a trembling hand ; but the light had gone out of the innocent young eyes , and neither kind words nor cajolery could coax the little heart to beat again . He was dead ...
... face was ashy pale . One shook him and touched his faded cheek with a trembling hand ; but the light had gone out of the innocent young eyes , and neither kind words nor cajolery could coax the little heart to beat again . He was dead ...
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... face toward the bow . Nau'tie al , pertaining to sailors , or to the art of navigation . \ HE first night after the trade winds left us , while THE we were in the latitude of the Island of Cuba , we had a specimen of a true tropical ...
... face toward the bow . Nau'tie al , pertaining to sailors , or to the art of navigation . \ HE first night after the trade winds left us , while THE we were in the latitude of the Island of Cuba , we had a specimen of a true tropical ...
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... face . As it was , the English lad did not feel comfort- able at having had it so near him , and directly over his head . 6. In a few minutes it disappeared , and showed itself again on the fore top - gallant yard , and , after playing ...
... face . As it was , the English lad did not feel comfort- able at having had it so near him , and directly over his head . 6. In a few minutes it disappeared , and showed itself again on the fore top - gallant yard , and , after playing ...
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... face Where pride and shame were mingled . 7. Pushing with restless feet the snow To right and left , he lingered ; As restlessly her tiny hands The blue - checked apron fingered . 8. He saw her lift her eyes ; he felt The soft hand's ...
... face Where pride and shame were mingled . 7. Pushing with restless feet the snow To right and left , he lingered ; As restlessly her tiny hands The blue - checked apron fingered . 8. He saw her lift her eyes ; he felt The soft hand's ...
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Página 200 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Página 75 - So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore...
Página 204 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track, And one eye's black intelligence — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance; And the thick heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her; "We'll remember at Aix...
Página 239 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Página 239 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Página 238 - 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.
Página 135 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious. But pleasures are like poppies spread — You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow-fall in the river — A moment white, then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time nor tide : The hour approaches Tam maun ride ; That hour, o...
Página 155 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Página 74 - A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet. That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
Página 199 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules ; but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee during my life ; I for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.