Language Reader, Book 6

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Page 475 - spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee, Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, Our faith triumphant o'er our fears, Are all with thee, — are all with thee! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow : The
Page 417 - Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. Though in a bare and rugged way,* Through devious lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens, and herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around. — Joseph Addison.
Page 266 - FLOWER IN THE CRANNIED WALL Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is. — Alfred Tennyson.
Page 484 - fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honor him ; but as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honor for his valor; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman? "If any, speak; for him have I
Page 491 - Ant. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. 20 Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through: See what a rent the envious Casca made
Page 488 - 0 judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason. Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me. First Cit. Methinks there is much reason in his sayings.
Page 445 - CONCORD HYMN By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank,
Page 433 - Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; 10 Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Page 485 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony; who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart, — that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same
Page 222 - So light to the croup the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung ! " She is won ! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Lochinvar. There was mounting 'mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; 20

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