Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, Cartea 6 |
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Pagina 20
... dear Red - Cross Knight , For thy fame's well known to me ; And the mass shall be sung , and the bells shall be rung , And we'll feast right merrily . * The sentinel on his watch - tower . 4 . ' Oh ! I am come from the 20 STANDARD VI ...
... dear Red - Cross Knight , For thy fame's well known to me ; And the mass shall be sung , and the bells shall be rung , And we'll feast right merrily . * The sentinel on his watch - tower . 4 . ' Oh ! I am come from the 20 STANDARD VI ...
Pagina 21
... dear Red - Cross Knight ; Come , lay thy armour by ; And for the good tidings thou dost bring , We'll feast us merrily . ' 7 . ' Oh ! I cannot stay , ' cried the Red - Cross Knight , ' But must go to my own country- Where manors and ...
... dear Red - Cross Knight ; Come , lay thy armour by ; And for the good tidings thou dost bring , We'll feast us merrily . ' 7 . ' Oh ! I cannot stay , ' cried the Red - Cross Knight , ' But must go to my own country- Where manors and ...
Pagina 22
... dear Red - Cross Knight , Nor heed that fond lady ; For she can't compare to my daughter fair , And she shall wed with thee . ' 13 . And now the lute's sweet silver sound Re - echoed through the hall , And in that lord's fair daughter ...
... dear Red - Cross Knight , Nor heed that fond lady ; For she can't compare to my daughter fair , And she shall wed with thee . ' 13 . And now the lute's sweet silver sound Re - echoed through the hall , And in that lord's fair daughter ...
Pagina 23
... dear lady . ' 20 . ' Oh ! heed her not , ' the lady cried , ' But send a page to see , While the mass is sung , and the bells are rung , And we feast us merrily . ' 21 . Again bespake the pilgrim - boy , ' Ye need not send to see ; For ...
... dear lady . ' 20 . ' Oh ! heed her not , ' the lady cried , ' But send a page to see , While the mass is sung , and the bells are rung , And we feast us merrily . ' 21 . Again bespake the pilgrim - boy , ' Ye need not send to see ; For ...
Pagina 26
... dear he pressed . 39 . ' Grieve not for me , my faithful knight , ' The lady faint did cry ; ' I'm well content , my faithful knight , Though in thy arms I die . 40 . ' As a pilgrim - boy I've followed 26 STANDARD VI .
... dear he pressed . 39 . ' Grieve not for me , my faithful knight , ' The lady faint did cry ; ' I'm well content , my faithful knight , Though in thy arms I die . 40 . ' As a pilgrim - boy I've followed 26 STANDARD VI .
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Pagina 172 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you "—here I opened wide the door.
Pagina 32 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Pagina 130 - I WAS ever of opinion, that the honest man who married, and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, and only talked of population.
Pagina 69 - Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!
Pagina 32 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track, And one eye's black intelligence — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance; And the thick heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on.
Pagina 123 - And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows? Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge- — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Pagina 127 - Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending...
Pagina 32 - Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Pagina 172 - Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Pagina 178 - I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning.