Literature for Fifth-reader Grades ...Butler, Sheldon & Company, 1902 - Readers |
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... happy hunting grounds , if you've been a just Injin ; if an onjust , you'll meet your desarts in another way . I've my own idees about these things , but you're too old and exper'- enced to need any explanations from one as young as I ...
... happy hunting grounds , if you've been a just Injin ; if an onjust , you'll meet your desarts in another way . I've my own idees about these things , but you're too old and exper'- enced to need any explanations from one as young as I ...
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... happy hunting ground , a place scant of game ; regions of glory , according to Moravian doctrine , or flames of fire ! So it happens , too , as regards other matters ! Here have old Hutter and Hurry Harry got themselves into difficulty ...
... happy hunting ground , a place scant of game ; regions of glory , according to Moravian doctrine , or flames of fire ! So it happens , too , as regards other matters ! Here have old Hutter and Hurry Harry got themselves into difficulty ...
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... happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright ; Above , the spectral glaciers shone , And from his lips escaped a groan , Excelsior ! " Try not the pass ! " the old man said ; " Dark lowers the tempest overhead ...
... happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright ; Above , the spectral glaciers shone , And from his lips escaped a groan , Excelsior ! " Try not the pass ! " the old man said ; " Dark lowers the tempest overhead ...
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... happy and successful . TOM BROWN'S SCHOOL DAYS THOMAS HUGHES NOTE TO THE PUPIL . - Thomas Hughes was born in England in 1823 and died in 1896. His " Tom Brown at Rugby " and " Tom Brown at Oxford " made him immensely popular . Aside ...
... happy and successful . TOM BROWN'S SCHOOL DAYS THOMAS HUGHES NOTE TO THE PUPIL . - Thomas Hughes was born in England in 1823 and died in 1896. His " Tom Brown at Rugby " and " Tom Brown at Oxford " made him immensely popular . Aside ...
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... happy that cretur ' is ! Well , the Lord's will be done ! " That day the dust was committed to dust , amid the lamentations of all who had known little Edward . Years have passed since then , and my uncle has long been gathered to his ...
... happy that cretur ' is ! Well , the Lord's will be done ! " That day the dust was committed to dust , amid the lamentations of all who had known little Edward . Years have passed since then , and my uncle has long been gathered to his ...
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Page 389 - There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Page 475 - And yet on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man, kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself; kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Page 411 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But...
Page 453 - There is no retreat but in submission and slavery. Our chains are forged. Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston. The war is inevitable. And let it come ! I repeat it, sir, let it come ! " It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace, peace, but there is no peace.
Page 328 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Page 387 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...
Page 453 - There is a just God, who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us.
Page 323 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken...
Page 348 - Sweeps darkly round the bellied sail, And frighted waves rush wildly back Before the broadside's reeling rack, Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye.
Page 348 - Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye. Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.