McFadden Language Series: Grammar and Composition

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Rand McNally, 1915 - 348 strani
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Stran 237 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say?
Stran 255 - 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...
Stran 49 - At daybreak, on the bleak sea-beach, A fisherman stood aghast, To see the form of a maiden fair, Lashed close to a drifting mast. The salt sea was frozen on her breast, The salt tears in her eyes; And he saw her hair, like the brown sea-weed, On the billows fall and rise. Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this On the reef of Norman's Woe! The Lucl, of Edenhall FROM THE GERMAN OF UHLAND [The tradition upon which this ballad is founded,...
Stran 48 - But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be ; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave On the Lake of Galilee.
Stran 48 - The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.
Stran 48 - Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board ; Like a vessel of glass she stove and sank, Ho ! ho ! the breakers roared. At day-break on the bleak sea-beach A fisherman stood aghast, To see the form of a maiden fair Lashed close to a drifting mast.
Stran 98 - I stand," and he gazed all around, " As safe and as steady as if on the ground ; Yet how had it been, if some traveller this way, Had, dreaming no mischief, but chanced to cry, Hey?
Stran 238 - Sail on ! sail on ! sail on ! and on !' " They sailed and sailed, as winds might blow, Until at last the blanched mate said : "Why, now not even God would know Should I and all my men fall dead. These very winds forget their way, For God from these dread seas is gtme. Now speak, brave Admiral, speak and say" He said: "Sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 238 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! sail on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck— A light! a light! a light! a light! It grew, a starlit flag unfurled! It grew to be Time's burst of dawn. He gained a world; he gave that world Its grandest lesson: "On!
Stran 98 - was a creature so rare, So docile, so true, as my excellent mare ; Lo, here now I stand," and he gazed all around, " As safe and as steady as if on the ground ; Yet how had it been, if some traveller this way, Had, dreaming...

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