Shoemaker's Best Selections for Readings and Recitations, Numéro 9Penn Publishing Company, 1906 |
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Expressions et termes fréquents
Abner absent-minded beggars ain't answered arms asked baby beautiful Berenice breath called Cap'n cheek Cherokee roses child City Clerk Coalport cried Cuba Libre cyards dark dead death derry Dick dollars Dolly door euchre eyes face father feet fell folks girl goin gone gray gwine hair hand head hear heard heart horse Jake kiss knew lady laughed light lips looked Lucky Jim Manila Bay Michael McGlynn morning mother Mysie never Nicodemus night o'er passed peach pie Pete play Pringle Rafaelo Ramon rose Sarria shouted singin smile soul stars stood story sweet tears tell thee thim things thou thought Tigellinus told Tom Parkes took Toussaint L'Ouverture turned twas voice whispered wife wild woman words
Fréquemment cités
Page 112 - Far-called, our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the fire; Lo all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre. Judge of the nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget.
Page 63 - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
Page 80 - Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse, E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose Never to stoop. Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands As if alive.
Page 80 - Of mine for dowry will be disallowed; Though his fair daughter's self, as I avowed At starting, is my object. Nay, we'll go Together down, sir. Notice Neptune, though, Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity, Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me!
Page 10 - Awake, my soul! not only passive praise Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! Awake, Voice of sweet song! Awake, my Heart, awake! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn.
Page 112 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard — All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard, — For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Page 174 - But see ! the Virgin blest Hath laid her Babe to rest. Time is our tedious song should here have ending : Heaven's youngest-teemed star Hath fixed her polished car, Her sleeping Lord with handmaid lamp attending ; And all about the courtly stable Bright-harnessed Angels sit in order serviceable.
Page 197 - Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Page 92 - Hats off! Along the street there comes A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, A flash of color beneath the sky : Hats off! The flag is passing by! Blue and crimson and white it shines. Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines. Hats off! The colors before us fly : But more than the flag is passing by.
Page 10 - BLANC! The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again...