Seventh ReaderAmerican Book Company, 1911 - 258 sidor |
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Sida 59
... gold . It is a most pleasing sight . What winding ways the bees have through their palace ! What blocks and great masses of snow - white comb there are ! Where it is sealed up , presenting a slightly dented , uneven surface , it looks ...
... gold . It is a most pleasing sight . What winding ways the bees have through their palace ! What blocks and great masses of snow - white comb there are ! Where it is sealed up , presenting a slightly dented , uneven surface , it looks ...
Sida 67
... gold pieces , or something of the sort , and it took root in his heart till nothing would satisfy him but he must find a potful of gold pieces , too . He spent all of his time hunting in this place and in that for buried treasures . He ...
... gold pieces , or something of the sort , and it took root in his heart till nothing would satisfy him but he must find a potful of gold pieces , too . He spent all of his time hunting in this place and in that for buried treasures . He ...
Sida 69
... gold did he strike . He had dug round three or four trees before his neigh- bors began to notice him . Then their curiosity was awakened , and each one told another about his queer actions . After that there was scarcely an hour in the ...
... gold did he strike . He had dug round three or four trees before his neigh- bors began to notice him . Then their curiosity was awakened , and each one told another about his queer actions . After that there was scarcely an hour in the ...
Sida 72
... gold buried there . So , as soon as they came into possession , they took spades and dug up all the soil . They did not find any pot of gold , but the vineyard was so well dug over that it bore ten times more grapes than ever before ...
... gold buried there . So , as soon as they came into possession , they took spades and dug up all the soil . They did not find any pot of gold , but the vineyard was so well dug over that it bore ten times more grapes than ever before ...
Sida 75
... gold . There wrought the busy harvesters ; And many a creaking wain Bore slowly to the long barn floor Its load of husk and grain ; Till broad and red , as when he rose , The sun sank down at last , And like a merry guest's farewell ...
... gold . There wrought the busy harvesters ; And many a creaking wain Bore slowly to the long barn floor Its load of husk and grain ; Till broad and red , as when he rose , The sun sank down at last , And like a merry guest's farewell ...
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Sida 91 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts; Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals and forts.
Sida 255 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Sida 193 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores ; Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said, "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Adm'r'l, speak; what shall I say?
Sida 145 - Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.
Sida 251 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Sida 116 - She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — • ' Now tread we a measure !
Sida 117 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps...
Sida 212 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew;
Sida 114 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none, He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone.
Sida 119 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her — When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her.