Reading-literature, Book 8Row, Peterson, 1919 |
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... horse - friend , foe - in one red burial blent ! NOTES AND STUDIES In this selection from Childe Harold one stanza is omitted , because it mars the unity of the passage . Just before the battle of Waterloo , the English forces were ...
... horse - friend , foe - in one red burial blent ! NOTES AND STUDIES In this selection from Childe Harold one stanza is omitted , because it mars the unity of the passage . Just before the battle of Waterloo , the English forces were ...
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... horse - friend , foe - in one red burial blent ! NOTES AND STUDIES In this selection from Childe Harold one stanza is omitted , because it mars the unity of the passage . Just before the battle of Waterloo , the English forces were ...
... horse - friend , foe - in one red burial blent ! NOTES AND STUDIES In this selection from Childe Harold one stanza is omitted , because it mars the unity of the passage . Just before the battle of Waterloo , the English forces were ...
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... horse thou knowest , a man thou dost not know : Broad brows and fair , a fluent hair and fine , High nose , a nostril large and fine , and hands , Large , fair , and fine ! -Some young lad's mystery- But , or from sheepcot or king's ...
... horse thou knowest , a man thou dost not know : Broad brows and fair , a fluent hair and fine , High nose , a nostril large and fine , and hands , Large , fair , and fine ! -Some young lad's mystery- But , or from sheepcot or king's ...
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... horse and armor : fair and fine , forsooth ! Sir Fine - face , Sir Fair - hands ? but see thou to it That thine own fineness , Lancelot , some fine day Undo thee not - and leave my man to me . ' So Gareth all for glory underwent The ...
... horse and armor : fair and fine , forsooth ! Sir Fine - face , Sir Fair - hands ? but see thou to it That thine own fineness , Lancelot , some fine day Undo thee not - and leave my man to me . ' So Gareth all for glory underwent The ...
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... Clash like the coming and retiring wave , And the spear spring , and good horse reel , the boy Was half beyond himself for ecstasy . So for a month he wrought among the thralls ; 515 But in the weeks that follow'd , the good Queen 49.
... Clash like the coming and retiring wave , And the spear spring , and good horse reel , the boy Was half beyond himself for ecstasy . So for a month he wrought among the thralls ; 515 But in the weeks that follow'd , the good Queen 49.
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answer'd arms battle Battle of Killiecrankie BATTLE OF LANDEN Bellicent bells beneath blessing brave breath Bunker Hill called Cameron Casterbridge Charles Darnay CHARLES DICKENS chimney-corner cinder-gray clouds Coming of Arthur cried Cruncher damsel dark door England English eyes face feeling feet fell field fire Gawain gone Gorlois hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven honor horse hour immortal band kitchen-knave knave Lancelot land light lines lived Lochiel look lord Lynette Madame Defarge Miss Pross morning mountains Neerwinden never night noble o'er once pass peace poem polype postilions roar rock rolling round seemed seneschal shepherd shield Sicily side Sir Gareth Sir Kay smiled sound spake spirit stand star stone stood story stranger tell thee thine thou art thought thro turned Uther valley voice wave wind words
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Page 23 - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which, but an hour ago, Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness. And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 18 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 285 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What though on namely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that? Gi'e fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Page 283 - 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...
Page 248 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 250 - If you have tears prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii : Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Page 19 - Oh, from out the sounding cells, " What a gush of euphony voluminously wells ! How it swells ! How it dwells On the Future! how it tells Of the rapture that impels " To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells— To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells...
Page 19 - In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now— now to sit, or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Page 22 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Page 283 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;