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... Ditto do . Complete , ( 224 pages ) 1 0 0 1 0 A Copy of any of these Books will be sent free to Teachers on application . W LONDON : Pancras Lane , GEIKIE'S READING BOOKS , SPELLING BOOK , ETC. NOTICES OF GEIKIE'S READING BOOKS.
... Ditto do . Complete , ( 224 pages ) 1 0 0 1 0 A Copy of any of these Books will be sent free to Teachers on application . W LONDON : Pancras Lane , GEIKIE'S READING BOOKS , SPELLING BOOK , ETC. NOTICES OF GEIKIE'S READING BOOKS.
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John Cunningham Geikie. GEIKIE'S READING BOOKS , SPELLING BOOK , ETC. NOTICES OF THE PRESS . It has been a pleasure to examine them . The binding is ad- mirably calculated to stand the wear and tear of ordinary school usage , whilst the ...
John Cunningham Geikie. GEIKIE'S READING BOOKS , SPELLING BOOK , ETC. NOTICES OF THE PRESS . It has been a pleasure to examine them . The binding is ad- mirably calculated to stand the wear and tear of ordinary school usage , whilst the ...
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John Cunningham Geikie. SECOND POETRY BOOK . SELECTED AND ARRANGED BY CUNNINGHAM GEIKIE , D.D. LONDON : W. TEGG AND CO . , 12 , PANCRAS LANE , CHEAPSIDE . LONDON : MCCORQUODALE AND CO . , PRINTERS , " Geikie's School Books .
John Cunningham Geikie. SECOND POETRY BOOK . SELECTED AND ARRANGED BY CUNNINGHAM GEIKIE , D.D. LONDON : W. TEGG AND CO . , 12 , PANCRAS LANE , CHEAPSIDE . LONDON : MCCORQUODALE AND CO . , PRINTERS , " Geikie's School Books .
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John Cunningham Geikie. LONDON : MCCORQUODALE AND CO . , PRINTERS , " THE ARMOURY , " SOUTHWARK RUTOTH CA BO PREFACE . THE pieces in this Second Poetry Book have.
John Cunningham Geikie. LONDON : MCCORQUODALE AND CO . , PRINTERS , " THE ARMOURY , " SOUTHWARK RUTOTH CA BO PREFACE . THE pieces in this Second Poetry Book have.
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John Cunningham Geikie. PREFACE . THE pieces in this Second Poetry Book have been selected with the same care as those in the First Poetry Book , but various features have been added in connection with them which were not suitable to the ...
John Cunningham Geikie. PREFACE . THE pieces in this Second Poetry Book have been selected with the same care as those in the First Poetry Book , but various features have been added in connection with them which were not suitable to the ...
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Page 111 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Page 182 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 91 - Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears!
Page 181 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell; But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
Page 198 - Work - work work Till the brain begins to swim! Work - work - work Till the eyes are heavy and dim! Seam , and gusset , and band , Band , and gusset , and seam , Till over the buttons I fall asleep, And sew them on in a dream! "O men with sisters dear! O men with mothers and wives! It is not linen you're wearing out , But human creatures
Page 36 - tis his will ; Let but the commons hear this testament (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read), And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Page 34 - Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious. If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answered it.
Page 122 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! — it answers — Yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu I But was it such ? — It was.— Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.
Page 80 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky, or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Page 156 - 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, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.