The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry for the young'. Standard iii, v-vii |
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... heart . The Explanatory Matter has been placed at the end of each book , so that the teacher may at least have the option of reserving it for his own use . The Editor is of opinion that written explanations fail as a rule to make any ...
... heart . The Explanatory Matter has been placed at the end of each book , so that the teacher may at least have the option of reserving it for his own use . The Editor is of opinion that written explanations fail as a rule to make any ...
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... heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will , Those quivering wings composed , that music still ! II . To the last point of vision , and beyond , Mount , daring warbler ! that love ...
... heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will , Those quivering wings composed , that music still ! II . To the last point of vision , and beyond , Mount , daring warbler ! that love ...
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... heart for the beauty of God's working , -to startle its lethargy with the deep and pure agitation of astonishment , — are their higher missions . They are as a great and noble architecture ; first giving shelter , comfort , and rest ...
... heart for the beauty of God's working , -to startle its lethargy with the deep and pure agitation of astonishment , — are their higher missions . They are as a great and noble architecture ; first giving shelter , comfort , and rest ...
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... heart , mind , passions , feelings , strong or weak , All that I would have sought , and all I seek , Bear , know , feel , and yet breathe - into one word , And that one word were Lightning , I would speak ; But , as it is , I live and ...
... heart , mind , passions , feelings , strong or weak , All that I would have sought , and all I seek , Bear , know , feel , and yet breathe - into one word , And that one word were Lightning , I would speak ; But , as it is , I live and ...
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... heart Swelled in my breast - ' I have been dead , ' I cried , ' And now I live ! ' W. WORDSWORTH . SCENERY OF THE ENGLISH LAKE DISTRICT . PART II . - MOUNTAINS AND VALES . THE forms of the mountains are endlessly diversified , sweep ...
... heart Swelled in my breast - ' I have been dead , ' I cried , ' And now I live ! ' W. WORDSWORTH . SCENERY OF THE ENGLISH LAKE DISTRICT . PART II . - MOUNTAINS AND VALES . THE forms of the mountains are endlessly diversified , sweep ...
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