The Aldine Readers by Grades

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Seite 35 - Who doth ambition shun And loves to lie i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats, And pleased with what he gets, Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. — WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
Seite 25 - So, when the summer calleth, On forest and field of grain, With an equal murmur falleth The cooling drip of the rain. Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day;—- Wet with the rain, the Blue; Wet with the rain, the Gray. Fifth Reader. Sadly, but not with upbraiding, The generous deed was done;
Seite 24 - All By the flow of the inland river, Whence the fleets of iron have fled, Where the blades of grave-grass quiver, • Asleep are the ranks of the dead. Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day ; — Under the one, the Blue; Under the other, the Gray.
Seite 46 - H. CALVEKT. DAFFODILS I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, ' A host of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay;
Seite 26 - Under the garlands, the Gray. Sixth Reader. All No more shall the war-cry sever, Or the winding rivers be red; They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead! Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; — Love and tears for the Blue, Tears and love for the Gray. — FRANCIS M. FINCH.
Seite 149 - So here hath been dawning Another blue day: Think, wilt thou let it Slip useless away ? Out of Eternity This new day is born; Into Eternity, At night, will return. Behold it aforetime No eye ever did; So soon it forever From all eyes is hid.
Seite 38 - Oh, better that her shattered hulk Should sink beneath the wave! Her thunders shook the mighty deep And there should be her grave. Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And
Seite 114 - THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover City; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes the wall on the southern side; A pleasanter spot you never spied j But when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the
Seite 116 - Just as he said this, what should hap At the chamber door but a gentle tap ? " Bless us! " cried the Mayor, " what's that ? Only a scraping of shoes on the mat ? Anything like the sound of a rat Makes my heart go pit-a-pat
Seite 24 - From the silence of sorrowful hours The desolate mourners go, Lovingly laden with flowers Alike for the friend and the foe; — Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; — Under the roses, the Blue; Under the lilies, the Gray.

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