First Steps with American and British AuthorsAmerican Book Company, 1899 - 422 sider A systematic study of the texts of standard English authors is generally held to constitute an important part of the regular course in most schools of higher grade. This book aims to supply a judicious and methodical instroduction to the standard English texts. |
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... WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT XII . THOMAS GRAY XIII . NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE XIV . ROBERT BURNS • 213 222 • 229 246 XV ... WILLIAM COWPER 337 XXI . WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE · 343 XXII . JOHN MILTON 348 XXIII . WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 358 XXIV ...
... WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT XII . THOMAS GRAY XIII . NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE XIV . ROBERT BURNS • 213 222 • 229 246 XV ... WILLIAM COWPER 337 XXI . WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE · 343 XXII . JOHN MILTON 348 XXIII . WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 358 XXIV ...
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... fear , One dreadful sound could the Rover hear , A sound as if , with the Inchcape Bell , The Devil below was ringing his knell . 55 60 65 WE ARE SEVEN WILLIAM WORDSWORTH A SIMPLE child , That 18 AMERICAN AND BRITISH AUTHORS.
... fear , One dreadful sound could the Rover hear , A sound as if , with the Inchcape Bell , The Devil below was ringing his knell . 55 60 65 WE ARE SEVEN WILLIAM WORDSWORTH A SIMPLE child , That 18 AMERICAN AND BRITISH AUTHORS.
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... WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT It was a hundred years ago , When , by the woodland ways , The traveler saw the wild deer drink , Or crop the birchen sprays . Beneath a hill whose rocky side O'erbrowed a grassy mead , And fenced a cottage from ...
... WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT It was a hundred years ago , When , by the woodland ways , The traveler saw the wild deer drink , Or crop the birchen sprays . Beneath a hill whose rocky side O'erbrowed a grassy mead , And fenced a cottage from ...
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... William and Dora . William was his son , And she his niece . He often looked at them , And often thought , " I'll make them man and wife . " Now Dora felt her uncle's will in all , And yearned towards William ; but the youth , because ...
... William and Dora . William was his son , And she his niece . He often looked at them , And often thought , " I'll make them man and wife . " Now Dora felt her uncle's will in all , And yearned towards William ; but the youth , because ...
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... William : take a month to think , And let me have an answer to my wish , Or , by the Lord that made me , you shall pack , And never more darken my doors again . " But William answered madly , bit his lips , And broke away . The more he ...
... William : take a month to think , And let me have an answer to my wish , Or , by the Lord that made me , you shall pack , And never more darken my doors again . " But William answered madly , bit his lips , And broke away . The more he ...
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Side 154 - 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.
Side 276 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Side 47 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered '"Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Side 282 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Side 47 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide; And now am I come with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Side 157 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Side 292 - That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction ; not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood...
Side 293 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake, To perish never...
Side 157 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Side 128 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.