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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... still lay on his pallet , ' Neath the low - hanging vines of the roof : His soul had gone forth to discover The beautiful Fountain of Youth . HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH . THEY MET . THEY met ' twas at the garden 18 THE READING - CLUB .
... still lay on his pallet , ' Neath the low - hanging vines of the roof : His soul had gone forth to discover The beautiful Fountain of Youth . HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH . THEY MET . THEY met ' twas at the garden 18 THE READING - CLUB .
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... twas at the garden gate : - The moon shone bright , the hour was late ; No prying eyes were round to see And he was there , and so was she . They wandered through each well - known walk , They talked the talk all lovers talk : The ...
... twas at the garden gate : - The moon shone bright , the hour was late ; No prying eyes were round to see And he was there , and so was she . They wandered through each well - known walk , They talked the talk all lovers talk : The ...
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... Twas in a deep , uncultivated wild , Where noontide glory scarcely ever smiled ; Where wolves in hours of midnight darkness howled , Where bears frequented , and where panthers prowled ; And on my word , mosquitoes there were found ...
... Twas in a deep , uncultivated wild , Where noontide glory scarcely ever smiled ; Where wolves in hours of midnight darkness howled , Where bears frequented , and where panthers prowled ; And on my word , mosquitoes there were found ...
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... twas in the mountains When we laid him away in the clay . The boys the whole length of the line here Made a purse for the widow and “ chick ; But we missed Jimmy Lane and his signal , And the sharp , nervous way of his click . " 9 Well ...
... twas in the mountains When we laid him away in the clay . The boys the whole length of the line here Made a purse for the widow and “ chick ; But we missed Jimmy Lane and his signal , And the sharp , nervous way of his click . " 9 Well ...
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... twas while I was standin ' there . " God save Willie ! " I shouted ; " Save Willie ! " I shouted again , Then jumped the fence like a squirrel , an ' bounded after the train . It came to a standstill at last , an ' from it went up a ...
... twas while I was standin ' there . " God save Willie ! " I shouted ; " Save Willie ! " I shouted again , Then jumped the fence like a squirrel , an ' bounded after the train . It came to a standstill at last , an ' from it went up a ...
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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...