The Speaker's Garland: Comprising 100 Choice Selections ...Penn Publishing Company, 1904 |
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... away . GUILTY OR NOT GUILTY . She stood at the bar of justice , A creature wan and wild , In form too small for a woman , In features too old for a child , For a look so worn and pathetic Was stamped on 14 ONE HUNDRED CHOICE SELECTIONS.
... away . GUILTY OR NOT GUILTY . She stood at the bar of justice , A creature wan and wild , In form too small for a woman , In features too old for a child , For a look so worn and pathetic Was stamped on 14 ONE HUNDRED CHOICE SELECTIONS.
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... look yet keen , " Is Mary McGuire , if you p ease sir , " " And your age ? " - " I am turned fifteen . " " Well , Mary , " and then from a paper He slowly and gravely read , " You are charged here - I'm sorry to say it- With stealing ...
... look yet keen , " Is Mary McGuire , if you p ease sir , " " And your age ? " - " I am turned fifteen . " " Well , Mary , " and then from a paper He slowly and gravely read , " You are charged here - I'm sorry to say it- With stealing ...
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... look Pard , it ain't no name ever - pard , you would at my hand . A good man says you ? for it . He was the best man that have doted on that man . He could lam any galoot of his inches in America . It was him that put down the riot last ...
... look Pard , it ain't no name ever - pard , you would at my hand . A good man says you ? for it . He was the best man that have doted on that man . He could lam any galoot of his inches in America . It was him that put down the riot last ...
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... look replied , " I'll take what father takes . " Swift as an arrow went the words Into his father's ears , And soon a conflict deep and strong Awoke terrific fears . The father looked upon his son , Then gazed upon the wine , Oh God ...
... look replied , " I'll take what father takes . " Swift as an arrow went the words Into his father's ears , And soon a conflict deep and strong Awoke terrific fears . The father looked upon his son , Then gazed upon the wine , Oh God ...
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... look out of the window , and enjoy himself as much as a man can whose legs have been ventilated with shot . Monday after- noon he got in the chair as usual . Mrs. Coville was out in the back yard hanging up clothes , and the son was ...
... look out of the window , and enjoy himself as much as a man can whose legs have been ventilated with shot . Monday after- noon he got in the chair as usual . Mrs. Coville was out in the back yard hanging up clothes , and the son was ...
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Страница 167 - Such an act, That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue, hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows As false as dicers...
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Страница 169 - My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music : it is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word ; which madness Would gambol from.
Страница 38 - Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart, as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep; — Rock me to sleep, mother, —rock me to sleep ! Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
Страница 122 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars; I loiter round my cresses; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river: For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Страница 71 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well : For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored and unsung.
Страница 83 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder.
Страница 121 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Страница 167 - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Страница 112 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection.