Literature Reader, Količina 6California state printing office, 1916 |
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Stran 29
... smile came across Pelias ' lips , and a flash of wicked joy into his eyes ; and Jason saw it , and started ; and over his mind came the warning of the old man , and his own one sandal , and the oracle , and he saw that he was taken in a ...
... smile came across Pelias ' lips , and a flash of wicked joy into his eyes ; and Jason saw it , and started ; and over his mind came the warning of the old man , and his own one sandal , and the oracle , and he saw that he was taken in a ...
Stran 58
... smile upon her lips and a cunning plot within her heart . At last she spoke , " I know this giant . I heard of him in the East . Vulcan the Fire King made him in his forge in Etna beneath the earth , and called him Talus , * and gave ...
... smile upon her lips and a cunning plot within her heart . At last she spoke , " I know this giant . I heard of him in the East . Vulcan the Fire King made him in his forge in Etna beneath the earth , and called him Talus , * and gave ...
Stran 97
... smile serene and high ; He eyed the flinching Tuscans , And scorn was in his eye . Quoth he , " The she - wolf's litter Stands savagely at bay ; But will ye dare to follow If Astur clears the way ? " 34 Then , whirling up his broadsword ...
... smile serene and high ; He eyed the flinching Tuscans , And scorn was in his eye . Quoth he , " The she - wolf's litter Stands savagely at bay ; But will ye dare to follow If Astur clears the way ? " 34 Then , whirling up his broadsword ...
Stran 101
... smile on his pale face . " Now yield thee , " cried Lars Porsena , " Now yield thee to our grace . " ---- 48 ------ Round turned he , as not deigning Those craven ° ranks to see ; Naught spake he to Lars Porsena , To Sextus naught ...
... smile on his pale face . " Now yield thee , " cried Lars Porsena , " Now yield thee to our grace . " ---- 48 ------ Round turned he , as not deigning Those craven ° ranks to see ; Naught spake he to Lars Porsena , To Sextus naught ...
Stran 121
... , laying there the unspeakable blessing of an honored and honorable father . As we approached the door , the mother came , a happy smile Copyright by Underwood & Underwood , New York THE CAPITOL THE HOPE OF OUR COUNTRY 121 Henry W Grady.
... , laying there the unspeakable blessing of an honored and honorable father . As we approached the door , the mother came , a happy smile Copyright by Underwood & Underwood , New York THE CAPITOL THE HOPE OF OUR COUNTRY 121 Henry W Grady.
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Alden Anauros Argo Argonauts Arthur asked beautiful behold brave brother Captain Chalciope Charles Kingsley child Chiron cloud Cratchit cried dark earth Eetes Eson eyes Fafnir famous father fell fire flask flowers Gluck gold golden fleece Golden River grew hand heard heart Henry Wadsworth Longfellow heroes horse Iolcos Jason John Joseph king King Arthur land Lars Porsena laughed live Longfellow looked lord maiden Medea Miles Standish Minuai morning mountains never night old gentleman Orpheus Pelias Phrixus Pleasure Reading Plymouth poem poet Priscilla Pupil Words queen Questions Regin Robin Hood rock rose round Ruskin sail Schwartz shore Siegfried singing Sir Ector Sir Kay smile song spake Stanza star stood story sword tell thee things thou thought Tiphys told took Treasure Valley trees turned unto voice wind wonderful young
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Stran 146 - Never gave the enraptured air) There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping, and little tongues chattering; And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running. All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting...
Stran 110 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say, at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 350 - OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary Child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. " To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go ; And take a lantern, Child, to light Your mother through the snow.
Stran 371 - So now it was not you that sent me hither, but God : and he hath made me a father to Pharaoh, and lord of all his house, and a ruler throughout all the land of Egypt.
Stran 333 - That rises after the sun goes down. It was one by the village clock When he galloped into Lexington. He saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if they already stood aghast At the bloody work they would look upon. It was two by the village clock When he came to the bridge in Concord town.
Stran 330 - and with muffled oar Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore, Just as the moon rose over the bay, Where swinging wide at her moorings lay The Somerset, British man-of-war ; A phantom ship, with each mast and spar Across the moon like a prison bar, And a huge black hulk, that was magnified By its own reflection in the tide.
Stran 335 - ... steel-tipped, ordered lines. Hats off! The colors before us fly; But more than the flag is passing by.
Stran 119 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free ! The ocean eagle soared From his nest by the white wave's foam; And the rocking pines of the forest roared — This was their welcome home...
Stran 360 - The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one!
Stran 371 - Then Joseph could not refrain himself before all them that stood by him ; and he cried, Cause every man to go out from me.