The Cyr Readers: Arranged by Grades. Book 1-8, Book 8Ginn, 1901 - Readers |
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... ships , by a felicity of position appropri- ately lying at the foot of this mount , and seeming fondly to cling around it , are not means of annoyance to you , but your country's own means of distinction and defense . All is peace ; and ...
... ships , by a felicity of position appropri- ately lying at the foot of this mount , and seeming fondly to cling around it , are not means of annoyance to you , but your country's own means of distinction and defense . All is peace ; and ...
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... ship . " Nolan had the freedom of the ship he was on , so long as he heard nothing of his country . No mess 25 liked to have him permanently , because his presence cut off all talk of home or of the prospect of return , of politics or ...
... ship . " Nolan had the freedom of the ship he was on , so long as he heard nothing of his country . No mess 25 liked to have him permanently , because his presence cut off all talk of home or of the prospect of return , of politics or ...
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... ship , sooner or later ; only somebody must go over them first , and cut out any advertisement or stray paragraph that alluded to America . Among these books was the " Lay of the Last 20 Minstrel , " which they had all of them heard of ...
... ship , sooner or later ; only somebody must go over them first , and cut out any advertisement or stray paragraph that alluded to America . Among these books was the " Lay of the Last 20 Minstrel , " which they had all of them heard of ...
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... ship . The captain walked forward by way of encouraging the men , and Nolan touched his hat and said : " I am showing them how we do this in the artillery , sir . " The commodore said : " I see you are , and I thank 10 you , sir ; and I ...
... ship . The captain walked forward by way of encouraging the men , and Nolan touched his hat and said : " I am showing them how we do this in the artillery , sir . " The commodore said : " I see you are , and I thank 10 you , sir ; and I ...
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... ship , " never dream a dream but of serving her as she bids you , though the service carry you through a thousand hells . No matter what happens to you , no matter who flatters you or who abuses you , never look at another flag , never 52.
... ship , " never dream a dream but of serving her as she bids you , though the service carry you through a thousand hells . No matter what happens to you , no matter who flatters you or who abuses you , never look at another flag , never 52.
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Page 228 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 169 - I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood...
Page 119 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green : The cowslips tall her pensioners be ; In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 54 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
Page 229 - Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again ; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon.
Page 230 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Page 18 - You hear now no roar of hostile cannon, you see no mixed volumes of smoke and flame rising from burning Charlestown. The ground strewed with the dead and the dying; the impetuous charge; the steady and successful repulse; the loud call to repeated assault; the summoning of all that is manly to repeated resistance; a thousand bosoms freely and fearlessly bared in an instant to whatever of terror there may be in war and death ; — all these you have witnessed, but you witness them no more. All is...
Page 86 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Page 116 - O well for the sailor lad That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
Page 169 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.