The Revised Lesson Book for Standard I(-vi) of the Revised Code of the Committee of Council on EducationSimpkin Marshall, 1864 |
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... officers to attend on his lady , and acquaint her of his departure ; but the Sunday after his resignation he went himself to her pew , and bowing gently , said , “ Madam , my lord is gone . " His cheerful behaviour on the scaffold , and ...
... officers to attend on his lady , and acquaint her of his departure ; but the Sunday after his resignation he went himself to her pew , and bowing gently , said , “ Madam , my lord is gone . " His cheerful behaviour on the scaffold , and ...
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... officer , he suddenly dropped the point of his arrow , and interposed be- tween him and his pursuers , who were about to cut him in pieces . They retired with respect . The old man then took the officer by the hand , soothed him into ...
... officer , he suddenly dropped the point of his arrow , and interposed be- tween him and his pursuers , who were about to cut him in pieces . They retired with respect . The old man then took the officer by the hand , soothed him into ...
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... officer replied , " that he would rather lose his own life , than take away that of his deliverer . " The Indian , bending down his head , and covering his face with both his hands , stood some time silent . Then , looking earnestly at ...
... officer replied , " that he would rather lose his own life , than take away that of his deliverer . " The Indian , bending down his head , and covering his face with both his hands , stood some time silent . Then , looking earnestly at ...
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... officer , " the beauty of that sky which sparkles with the day ? -and hast thou pleasure in the sight ? " " Yes , " replied the young officer , " I have pleasure in the beauty of so fine a sky . " " I have none ! " said the Indian ; and ...
... officer , " the beauty of that sky which sparkles with the day ? -and hast thou pleasure in the sight ? " " Yes , " replied the young officer , " I have pleasure in the beauty of so fine a sky . " " I have none ! " said the Indian ; and ...
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... officers who preceded in command , the senior was on a sudden taken extremely ill ; the other , in mounting his horse , was thrown by the animal , and had his leg fractured in the fall . The duty therefore necessarily devolved upon the ...
... officers who preceded in command , the senior was on a sudden taken extremely ill ; the other , in mounting his horse , was thrown by the animal , and had his leg fractured in the fall . The duty therefore necessarily devolved upon the ...
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accent ANDREW MARVEL BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beauty beneath birds bone BORN breath called cheerful clouds cried dark death delight DIED divine doth dread earth eternal eyes faint falling father fear fire Gil Blas give grave hand happiness head hear heart heaven hill honour horse humour HYMN Indians inflection JAMES THOMSON JOHN MILTON JOSEPH ADDISON labour land light living look Lord mercy mind morning mountain nature never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain pause peace pendulum pleasure Poor Richard says POOR RICHARD'S MAXIMS praise prayer Principal Works.-The reason religion replied rest revenge ROBERT SOUTHEY rope round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade silent sleep song soul South Stack spirit stranger sweet thee thine things THOMAS GRAY thou hast thought THRALE tion tree truth turn vale virtue voice wandering WILLIAM COWPER William Penn winds wings words young
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الصفحة 86 - Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
الصفحة 149 - 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!
الصفحة 21 - It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown...
الصفحة 77 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
الصفحة 36 - Crafty men contemn studies, simple men admire them, and wise men use them: for they teach not their own use; but that is a wisdom without them and above them, won by observation.
الصفحة 55 - 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.
الصفحة 121 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain— Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon?
الصفحة 27 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's Great Author rise...
الصفحة 27 - Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
الصفحة 131 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.