Practice Book: Leland Powers SchoolT. Groom & Company, Incorporated, 1916 - 142 strani |
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Zadetki 1–5 od 6
Stran 31
... shallow , every swell , ' Twixt the offing here and Grève , where the river disem- bogues ? Are you bought by English gold ? Is it love the lying's for ? Morn and eve , night and day , Have I piloted your bay , Entered free and anchored ...
... shallow , every swell , ' Twixt the offing here and Grève , where the river disem- bogues ? Are you bought by English gold ? Is it love the lying's for ? Morn and eve , night and day , Have I piloted your bay , Entered free and anchored ...
Stran 127
... Shallow's house . The Justice has received word from Sir John that he is about to visit him , and desires him to ... Shallow standing near . Bardolph , Sir John Falstaff's corporal , enters and addresses Justice Shallow . Bardolph . Good ...
... Shallow's house . The Justice has received word from Sir John that he is about to visit him , and desires him to ... Shallow standing near . Bardolph , Sir John Falstaff's corporal , enters and addresses Justice Shallow . Bardolph . Good ...
Stran 128
... Shallow . He greets me well , sir . I knew him a good backsword man . How doth the good knight now ? Look ! here ... Shallow . Fie , this is hot weather , gentlemen . Have you provided me with half a dozen sufficient men ? Shallow ...
... Shallow . He greets me well , sir . I knew him a good backsword man . How doth the good knight now ? Look ! here ... Shallow . Fie , this is hot weather , gentlemen . Have you provided me with half a dozen sufficient men ? Shallow ...
Stran 129
... Shallow . ― Where's Shadow ? Shadow . Here , sir . Falstaff . - Shadow , whose son art thou ? Shadow . My mother's son , sir . Falstaff . - Thy mother's son ! father's shadow . Shallow . Prick him . Like enough , and thy Shadow will ...
... Shallow . ― Where's Shadow ? Shadow . Here , sir . Falstaff . - Shadow , whose son art thou ? Shadow . My mother's son , sir . Falstaff . - Thy mother's son ! father's shadow . Shallow . Prick him . Like enough , and thy Shadow will ...
Stran 130
... Shallow ; deep , Master Shallow . Feeble . I would Wart might have gone , too , sir . Falstaff . I would thou wert a man's tailor , that thou mightst mend him and make him fit to go . Let that suffice , most forcible Feeble . Feeble ...
... Shallow ; deep , Master Shallow . Feeble . I would Wart might have gone , too , sir . Falstaff . I would thou wert a man's tailor , that thou mightst mend him and make him fit to go . Let that suffice , most forcible Feeble . Feeble ...
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Agrippa Arthur ÅSE beauty blow brave breath Bullcalf Camelot Carcassonne CHARLES DICKENS comes Company Conn dark David DAVID COPPERFIELD dead deep dominant Dubric earth EDWARD ROWLAND SILL eyes face Falstaff Feeble fields to Anne Flanders fields give gone Guinevere hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heep here's Hervé Riel inflection John Ruskin King Charles Lady of Shalott LELAND POWERS Leodogran light little Em❜ly live Lochinvar look Lord Malvolio Mas'r Davy mental Micawber mind moral mother Mouldy Moya never night o'er old Fezziwig PEER Peggotty Philistine poems pray prick RALPH WALDO EMERSON Richard Burton ROBERT BROWNING rode roll round sail Shallow ship shore singing Sir John soul speak stand star stood tell thee Theer thing thou art thought thro truth unto Viola vital voice wave wind word young Lochinvar
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Stran 43 - A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet. That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
Stran 44 - It was two by the village clock When he came to the bridge in Concord town. He heard the bleating of the flock, And the twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown.
Stran 62 - Unto which promise our twelve tribes, instantly serving God day and night, hope to come. For which hope's sake, king Agrippa, I am accused of the Jews. 8 Why should it be thought a thing incredible with you, that God should raise the dead?
Stran 78 - 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 77 - All are needed by each one; Nothing is fair or good alone. I thought the sparrow's note from heaven, Singing at dawn on the alder bough; I brought him home, in his nest, at even; He sings the song, but it cheers not now.
Stran 19 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,— the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Stran 73 - To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men, — that is genius.
Stran 112 - PART II There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colors gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott.
Stran 92 - He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.