Three Minute Readings for College GirlsHinds, Hayden & Eldredge, Incorporated, 1897 - 501 страница |
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... dream that your letters of office , and your instruc- tions , and your suspending clauses , are the things that hold together the great contexture of the mys- terious whole . These things do not make your government . Dead instruments ...
... dream that your letters of office , and your instruc- tions , and your suspending clauses , are the things that hold together the great contexture of the mys- terious whole . These things do not make your government . Dead instruments ...
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... dream'd ) Breath'd glory from the earlier star it dwelt in— Oh , for one gale from thine exulting morning , Stirring amidst the roses , where of old Love shook the dew - drops from his glancing hair ! Could I recall the past , or had ...
... dream'd ) Breath'd glory from the earlier star it dwelt in— Oh , for one gale from thine exulting morning , Stirring amidst the roses , where of old Love shook the dew - drops from his glancing hair ! Could I recall the past , or had ...
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... dream that on the deck , You've fallen cold and dead . My Captain does not answer , his lips are pale and still , My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will , The ship is anchor'd safe and sound , its voyage closed and ...
... dream that on the deck , You've fallen cold and dead . My Captain does not answer , his lips are pale and still , My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will , The ship is anchor'd safe and sound , its voyage closed and ...
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... dream'd in her face and died . Pale with his passing soul , she went on still to a second : He was a grave hard man , whose years by dun- geons were reckon'd . Wounds in his body were sore , wounds in his life were sorer . " Art thou a ...
... dream'd in her face and died . Pale with his passing soul , she went on still to a second : He was a grave hard man , whose years by dun- geons were reckon'd . Wounds in his body were sore , wounds in his life were sorer . " Art thou a ...
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... dream of the beacon at the turn- ing of the tide . When she woke from her long , deep slumber the sun was high in the sky ; Her father sat by her bedside , and another was standing by ; 66 Benny , " she cried , in gladness , " did you ...
... dream of the beacon at the turn- ing of the tide . When she woke from her long , deep slumber the sun was high in the sky ; Her father sat by her bedside , and another was standing by ; 66 Benny , " she cried , in gladness , " did you ...
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Address American ANONYMOUS army battle beautiful blessed blood blue boy sets fire brave breath Bregenz child College cried Daniel Webster dark dead dear death dream earth Edward Bulwer Lytton England eyes face father fear flag friends George Lippard George William Curtis glory gray hand heard heart heaven heroes hill honor hope HORACE PORTER human John Greenleaf Whittier king land liberty light lips live look Massachusetts minié balls Miss Ophelia morning mother nation never night noble o'er Orator patriotism peace Poet President SARAH CHAUNCEY WOOLSEY shine ship shout smile soldier song soul stand stars Statesman stood Susan Coolidge sweet tell thee things thou thought tion Titus Labienus to-day Topsy tree true turned voice Washington watch waves wild woman words York York City young
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Страница 116 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Страница 69 - O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN ! my Captain ! our fearful trip is done ; The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring. But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies. Fallen cold and dead.
Страница 92 - Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, though they come from the ends of the earth!
Страница 78 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.
Страница 82 - So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore...
Страница 209 - Nautilus This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell...
Страница 117 - The hills, Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, — the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between ; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Страница 210 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low- vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Страница 164 - Our proper business is improvement. Let our age be the age of improvement. In a day of peace, let us advance the arts of peace and the works of peace. Let us develop the resources of our land, call forth its powers, build up its institutions, promote all its great interests, and see whether we also, in our day and generation, may not perform something worthy to be remembered.
Страница 82 - It was one by the village clock, When he galloped into Lexington. He saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare. Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if they already stood aghast At the bloody work they would look upon. It was two by the village clock, \" t When he came to the bridge in Concord town.