Choice Literature, Book 5American Book Company, 1912 - Readers |
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... Ship of State . The Salem Witchcraft Warren's Address . The Tree The Blue Jay October's Bright Blue Weather Slavery . The Planting of the Apple Tree Speak gently to the Erring Lullaby for Titania Robert of Lincoln . The Gladness of ...
... Ship of State . The Salem Witchcraft Warren's Address . The Tree The Blue Jay October's Bright Blue Weather Slavery . The Planting of the Apple Tree Speak gently to the Erring Lullaby for Titania Robert of Lincoln . The Gladness of ...
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... Ship , " and " The Span- ish Student . " His translations are very numerous . " Outre Mer , " a book of travels , is one of his earlier works . 99.66 Many who do not care for poetry generally enjoy very much of what Longfellow has ...
... Ship , " and " The Span- ish Student . " His translations are very numerous . " Outre Mer , " a book of travels , is one of his earlier works . 99.66 Many who do not care for poetry generally enjoy very much of what Longfellow has ...
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... ship , accompanied by many of the islanders in their boats , which they called canoes ; and though rudely formed out of the trunk of a single tree , they rowed them with sur- prising dexterity . 1 Hawk's bells : Bells worn by hawks when ...
... ship , accompanied by many of the islanders in their boats , which they called canoes ; and though rudely formed out of the trunk of a single tree , they rowed them with sur- prising dexterity . 1 Hawk's bells : Bells worn by hawks when ...
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... ship had been lifted by the tide from the sand bar where she lay the night before , and carried almost as far as the rock where I had been so bruised by the wave dashing me against it . This was within a mile of the shore where I was ...
... ship had been lifted by the tide from the sand bar where she lay the night before , and carried almost as far as the rock where I had been so bruised by the wave dashing me against it . This was within a mile of the shore where I was ...
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... ship . Here I found that the ship was bulged , and had a great deal of water in her hold ; and that she lay so on the side of a bank of hard sand , that her stern lay lifted up upon the bank and her head low , almost to the water . By ...
... ship . Here I found that the ship was bulged , and had a great deal of water in her hold ; and that she lay so on the side of a bank of hard sand , that her stern lay lifted up upon the bank and her head low , almost to the water . By ...
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alcalde alguazil Alhambra apple tree Arabian horse arms began Boabdil Bob-o-link bright brought Captain Phips cave cavern chair CHARLES MACKAY chee cocked corporal cried Dame damsel donkey enchanted England English escribano eyes father fortress Fritz Gallego gold Governor Manco Granada Grandfather hand head heard heart hill horse hour Indians Katydid king knew land looked Mary Dyer Montcalm Moor Moorish morning mountain never night o'er Old Castile old governor old soldier passed Peregil piece poems Poor Richard says prisoner Quaker raft replied returned Rip Van Winkle river ROBERT MACKENZIE rock round sailed seal of Solomon seemed ship shore side Spain Spanish Spink steed stone stood story sweet thee things thou thought Ticonderoga toil took tower treasure vault vessel village WASHINGTON IRVING water carrier wife wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT William Phips wreck
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Page 77 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Page 203 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior '. His brow was sad ; his eye beneath Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
Page 79 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Page 255 - O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall.
Page 259 - How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep, forgetting, that The sleeping fox catches no poultry, and that There will be sleeping enough in the grave, as Poor Richard says.
Page 232 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed, every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.
Page 211 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, . ' Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
Page 42 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along and flow To join the brimming river, For nun may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
Page 42 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret, By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling...
Page 101 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home!