The Reading Club and Handy Speaker: Being Selections in Prose and Poetry, Serious, Humorous, Pathetic, Patriotic, and Dramatic, for Readings and Recitations, Выпуски 6-12Lee and Shepard, 1879 |
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... cried , " Mount ! mount ! let bugles blow , and see your swords are sure : To - night , my men , we feast and sleep inside of fair Valure . " Then swords were belted , helmets donned , and lances strongly grasped , And saddle - girths ...
... cried , " Mount ! mount ! let bugles blow , and see your swords are sure : To - night , my men , we feast and sleep inside of fair Valure . " Then swords were belted , helmets donned , and lances strongly grasped , And saddle - girths ...
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... cries ; the red - stained , circling blades Send their bright flashes far among the gold - flecked orchard shades ; And snorting steeds run riderless among the bearded wheat , Or , neighing wildly , crush the dead beneath their flying ...
... cries ; the red - stained , circling blades Send their bright flashes far among the gold - flecked orchard shades ; And snorting steeds run riderless among the bearded wheat , Or , neighing wildly , crush the dead beneath their flying ...
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... cried , " What a treasure ! There'll be no love - making while learning to write . " The maidens flocked eagerly into the hall : The teacher began his instructions with glee ; Though some had a notion he showed more devotion To Kitty ...
... cried , " What a treasure ! There'll be no love - making while learning to write . " The maidens flocked eagerly into the hall : The teacher began his instructions with glee ; Though some had a notion he showed more devotion To Kitty ...
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... cried , and looked again , To see if any here could ease my pain ; But one by one I passed them slowly by , Till on a lovely one I cast my eye . Fair flowers around its sculptured form intwined , And grace and beauty seemed in it ...
... cried , and looked again , To see if any here could ease my pain ; But one by one I passed them slowly by , Till on a lovely one I cast my eye . Fair flowers around its sculptured form intwined , And grace and beauty seemed in it ...
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... cried , " I am like this blasted tree . years ago the Ides of May , three lusty sons went with me to the field . In one disastrous fight they perished . A daugh- ter , beautiful as the day , yet remained : ' tis but a week ago you saw ...
... cried , " I am like this blasted tree . years ago the Ides of May , three lusty sons went with me to the field . In one disastrous fight they perished . A daugh- ter , beautiful as the day , yet remained : ' tis but a week ago you saw ...
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Стр. 44 - The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards with solemn round The bivouac of the dead.
Стр. 68 - I have but one request to ask at my departure from this world — it is the charity of its silence! Let no man write my epitaph: for as no man who knows my motives dare now vindicate them, let not prejudice or ignorance asperse them.
Стр. 90 - Good-bye to Flattery's fawning face; To Grandeur with his wise grimace; To upstart Wealth's averted eye; To supple Office, low and high; To crowded halls, to court and street; To frozen hearts and hasting feet; To those who go, and those who come; Good-bye, proud world ! I'm going home.
Стр. 68 - You are old," said the youth, "as I mentioned before, And have grown most uncommonly fat ; Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door — Pray, what is the reason of that?"
Стр. 69 - In my youth,' said his father, 'I took to the law, And argued each case with my wife; And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw, Has lasted the rest of my life.' You are old,' said the youth, 'one would hardly suppose That your eye was as steady as ever; Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose — What made you so awfully clever?' 'I have answered three questions, and that is enough,' Said his father; 'don't give yourself airs!
Стр. 3 - Lodore, with its rush and its roar, As many a time they had seen it before. So I told them in rhyme, for of rhymes I had store ; And 'twas in my vocation for their recreation That so I should sing; because I was laureate to them and the king.
Стр. 11 - Pause not to dream of the future before us ; Pause not to weep the wild cares that come o'er us : Hark how Creation's deep, musical chorus, Unintermitting, goes up into Heaven ! Never the ocean-wave falters in flowing ; Never the little seed stops in its growing ; More and more richly the rose-heart keeps glowing, Till from its nourishing stem it is riven. " Labor is Worship ! " the robin is singing ; " Labor is Worship !
Стр. 8 - The room was hushed ; in silence rose The King, and sought his gardens cool, And walked apart, and murmured low,
Стр. 66 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Стр. 37 - His pinions drooped — he could hardly stand — His head was as bald as the palm of your hand ; His eye so dim, So wasted each limb, That, heedless of grammar, they all cried, "THAT'S HIM!— That's the scamp that has done this scandalous thing ! That's the thief that has got my Lord Cardinal's Ring...