The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Band 5 |
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... knew not why , More glad than they had done before . Lucy Aikin . THE PALMER . * " OPEN the door , some pity to show ! Keen blows the northern wind ! The glen is white with the drifted snow , And the path is hard to find . " No outlawt ...
... knew not why , More glad than they had done before . Lucy Aikin . THE PALMER . * " OPEN the door , some pity to show ! Keen blows the northern wind ! The glen is white with the drifted snow , And the path is hard to find . " No outlawt ...
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... knew them to be porpoises ; he had now and then seen them before , but never in such numbers . There were more than a thousand of them , and they seemed to be all engaged in frolic . George was delighted with these creatures , and ...
... knew them to be porpoises ; he had now and then seen them before , but never in such numbers . There were more than a thousand of them , and they seemed to be all engaged in frolic . George was delighted with these creatures , and ...
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... knew that the whale was severely wounded , and would soon die . By and by the fishermen noticed that the rope began to slacken , and at length it was drawn out no more . They pulled the rope , but felt no motion . They then knew that ...
... knew that the whale was severely wounded , and would soon die . By and by the fishermen noticed that the rope began to slacken , and at length it was drawn out no more . They pulled the rope , but felt no motion . They then knew that ...
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... knew that he deserved her reproaches , yet he was anxious to see her . He longed to confess his fault , to obtain her forgiveness , and in some way to make amends for the pain he had given her . For a long time , in sailing back , the ...
... knew that he deserved her reproaches , yet he was anxious to see her . He longed to confess his fault , to obtain her forgiveness , and in some way to make amends for the pain he had given her . For a long time , in sailing back , the ...
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... knew him ; but her lips were sealed , and she could not speak . Yet there was a smile on her countenance , and a gentleness in her manner , which seemed to say , " My dear boy , I forgive you all . " She then closed her eyes , and her ...
... knew him ; but her lips were sealed , and she could not speak . Yet there was a smile on her countenance , and a gentleness in her manner , which seemed to say , " My dear boy , I forgive you all . " She then closed her eyes , and her ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
alpaca animal began beneath bird blow boat breast cabin captain Captain Bligh chase cheer coast creature cried dark deck dogs door Esquimaux eyes fairy-queen fear feet fell fire fish grass green hand harpoon head hear heard heart Hendrik homeless birds horse hour Inchcape Rock islands Kees killed knew La Perouse length llama Lochinvar look miles moon morning mother natives nest never night noise o'er Oviparous Pacific Ocean pieces pipe Pitcairn's Island poor pron Quantock Hills quoth reach rest roar rocks rose round sail sailor seen ship shore shot side sight sing sledge snow snow-house song soon Spermaceti springbok steed stood storm struck sweet sweet dove died tell thee thing thou thought tree turtle twas venison vessel voyage waves whale wild Wildgrave wind Xury young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 140 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Seite 21 - And sweep through the deep While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Seite 204 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Seite 92 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Seite 214 - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace, 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.
Seite 205 - 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 bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Seite 96 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Seite 141 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Seite 204 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note— As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Seite 95 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.