Schneider's Progressive French Composition. Partie Anglaise. [With Key Entitled] Partie Francaise

Schneider's Progressive French Composition. Partie Anglaise. [With Key Entitled] Partie Francaise

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1875 edition. Excerpt: ...As if to show me their sunny backs, And twit me with the Spring. "0! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet--With the sky above my head, And the grass beneath my feet; For only one short hour To feel as I used to feel, Before I knew the woes of want, And the walk that costs a meal! "0, but for one short hour! A respite however brief! No blessed leisure for Love or Hope, But only time ior Grief! A little weeping would ease my heart; But in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders the needle and thread." With fingers weary and worn, With eye-lids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread: Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, (Would that its tone could reach the rich!) She sang this " Song of the Shirt." Hood. CLXXVIII. THE DOVER CLIFF. Edgar. Come on, sir; here's the place;--stand still.--How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles: half-way down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon tall anchoring bark Diminished to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high: --I'll look no more; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. Shakspeare. CLXXIX. THE CHARGE OP THE LIGHT BRIGADE. Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death, Rode the Six Hundred. "Charge!" was the captain's cry, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs not to...
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  • Paperback | 66 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 136g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236820266
  • 9781236820266