Standard Catholic Readers: First-[fifth] reader, Book 5American Book Company, 1909 - Readers |
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... sound from the bark shoes on the feet of the two travelers . Then the sun appeared over the line of the hills ; but at once a wonderful vision struck the Apostle's eyes . It seemed to him that the golden circle , instead of rising in ...
... sound from the bark shoes on the feet of the two travelers . Then the sun appeared over the line of the hills ; but at once a wonderful vision struck the Apostle's eyes . It seemed to him that the golden circle , instead of rising in ...
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... sound of steps reached their ears . It was perfectly still all around . Nazarius saw only that the trees were quivering in the distance , as if some one were shaking them , and the light was spreading more broadly over the plain . He ...
... sound of steps reached their ears . It was perfectly still all around . Nazarius saw only that the trees were quivering in the distance , as if some one were shaking them , and the light was spreading more broadly over the plain . He ...
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... sound so wild would , in days of childhood , Fling round my cradle their magic spell . On this I ponder where'er I wander , And thus grow fonder , sweet Cork , of thee ; With thy bells of Shandon , That sound so grand on The pleasant ...
... sound so wild would , in days of childhood , Fling round my cradle their magic spell . On this I ponder where'er I wander , And thus grow fonder , sweet Cork , of thee ; With thy bells of Shandon , That sound so grand on The pleasant ...
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First-[fifth] reader Mary E. Doyle. But thy sounds were sweeter than the dome of Peter Flings o'er the Tiber , pealing solemnly . O ! the bells of Shandon Sound far more grand on The pleasant waters of the River Lee . There's a bell in ...
First-[fifth] reader Mary E. Doyle. But thy sounds were sweeter than the dome of Peter Flings o'er the Tiber , pealing solemnly . O ! the bells of Shandon Sound far more grand on The pleasant waters of the River Lee . There's a bell in ...
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... sound of the drum , tambourine , flute , and gourd filled with pebbles . While they leap and dance with fantastic gestures and capers each brother in his turn sings his Dowampi , or song , recounting his lofty deeds of valor or his ...
... sound of the drum , tambourine , flute , and gourd filled with pebbles . While they leap and dance with fantastic gestures and capers each brother in his turn sings his Dowampi , or song , recounting his lofty deeds of valor or his ...
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Page 285 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil ; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 366 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Page 346 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out, to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter tittered round the place ; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove...
Page 237 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! 10 And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Page 261 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years, to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the house ? Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received?
Page 367 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply has sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 181 - The Holy Supper is kept indeed In whatso we share with another's need. Not, what we give, but what we share, — For the gift without the giver is bare: Who gives himself with his alms feeds three. — Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
Page 349 - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school ; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Page 347 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled. And still where many a garden flower grows wild, There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Page 349 - To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood : at his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise. And his last faltering accents whispered praise. At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place...