The Heart of Oak Books, Book 4Kate Stephens, Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne D. C. Heath & Company, 1895 - Literature |
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... Death of King Arthur The Passing of Arthur ... . ... . . Sir Thomas Malory .Alfred , Lord Tennyson 64 68 Sir Galahad .... .Alfred , Lord Tennyson 78 Vanity Fair .John Bunyan 81 Will you buy any Tape ? William Shakespeare 92 The Death of ...
... Death of King Arthur The Passing of Arthur ... . ... . . Sir Thomas Malory .Alfred , Lord Tennyson 64 68 Sir Galahad .... .Alfred , Lord Tennyson 78 Vanity Fair .John Bunyan 81 Will you buy any Tape ? William Shakespeare 92 The Death of ...
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... Death of Nelson ... Robert Southey 224 THE OF OAK BOOKS . FOURTH BOOK . THE WHISTLE. PAGE Thomas Campbell 218 Robert Browning 220 Felicia Browne Hemans 223 Home Thoughts from the Sea .... Columbus .. .... Helvellyn .. Robert Browning 244 ...
... Death of Nelson ... Robert Southey 224 THE OF OAK BOOKS . FOURTH BOOK . THE WHISTLE. PAGE Thomas Campbell 218 Robert Browning 220 Felicia Browne Hemans 223 Home Thoughts from the Sea .... Columbus .. .... Helvellyn .. Robert Browning 244 ...
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... death is more tolerable than poverty . Struck with these reflections , I collected the remains of my fortune , and sold all my effects by public auction . I then entered into a contract with some merchants , who traded by sea . I took ...
... death is more tolerable than poverty . Struck with these reflections , I collected the remains of my fortune , and sold all my effects by public auction . I then entered into a contract with some merchants , who traded by sea . I took ...
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... into the island , where we gathered some fruits and herbs to prolong our lives as long as we could ; but expected nothing but death As we advanced . We ner- open . ceived at a distance a vast pile of 24 THE STORY OF SINBAD THE SAILOR .
... into the island , where we gathered some fruits and herbs to prolong our lives as long as we could ; but expected nothing but death As we advanced . We ner- open . ceived at a distance a vast pile of 24 THE STORY OF SINBAD THE SAILOR .
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... death . This enterprise , however , though difficult of execu- tion , was the only design we ought naturally to have formed . " We thought of several other expedients , but determined upon none ; and submitting ourselves to what it ...
... death . This enterprise , however , though difficult of execu- tion , was the only design we ought naturally to have formed . " We thought of several other expedients , but determined upon none ; and submitting ourselves to what it ...
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Page 292 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and...
Page 290 - Whither, 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 291 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At' that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Page 223 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Page 271 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' 'Good lack,' quoth he — 'yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Page 273 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought; Away went hat and wig; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Page 283 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Page 69 - I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king; And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime, this also shall be known : But now delay not: take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle mere: Watch what thou see'st, and lightly bring me word.
Page 244 - NOBLY, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay ; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay ; In the dimmest North-East distance dawned Gibraltar grand and grey ; " Here and here did England help me : how can I help England...
Page 222 - twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.