The Home and Country Readers: Book One-[four], ספר 4

כריכה קדמית
Little, Brown,, 1918
 

מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל

מונחים וביטויים נפוצים

קטעים בולטים

עמוד 311 - you can fool all of the people some of the time, and some of the people all of the time, but you can't fool all the people all the time.
עמוד 271 - HEAR the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
עמוד 272 - They are neither man nor woman — They are neither brute nor human — They are Ghouls: And their king it is who tolls; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean from the bells!
עמוד 350 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be ; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rained a ghastly dew From the nations...
עמוד 241 - Abide, abide, The willful waterweeds held me thrall, The laving laurel turned my tide, The ferns and the fondling grass said Stay, \ The dewberry dipped fo*r to work delay, And the little reeds sighed Abide, abide, Here in the hills of Habersham, Here in the -valleys of Hall.
עמוד 91 - IF I have faltered more or less In my great task of happiness; If I have moved among my race And shown no glorious morning face ; If beams from happy human eyes Have moved me not ; if morning skies, Books, and my food, and summer rain Knocked on my sullen heart in vain : — Lord, thy most pointed pleasure take And stab my spirit broad awake...
עמוד 33 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide.
עמוד 256 - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
עמוד 333 - God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more ; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor.
עמוד 354 - O beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed His grace on thee. And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!

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