Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainment: Arranged for the Exercises of the School, College and Public Reader, with Elocutionary AdviceRobert McLean Cumnock Jansen, McClurg & Company, 1882 - 426 psl. |
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... Dead .... Funeral Hymn .... 47 .HENRY W. LONGFELLOW 47 ..OLIVER W. HOLMES .... 49 WILLIAM C. BRYANT .. .HENRY W. LONG FELLOW .F . M. FINCH ..... .HENRY W. LONGFELLOW 55 .......... 51 53 53 . HENRY W. LONGFELLOW 56 WASHINGTON IRVING ...
... Dead .... Funeral Hymn .... 47 .HENRY W. LONGFELLOW 47 ..OLIVER W. HOLMES .... 49 WILLIAM C. BRYANT .. .HENRY W. LONG FELLOW .F . M. FINCH ..... .HENRY W. LONGFELLOW 55 .......... 51 53 53 . HENRY W. LONGFELLOW 56 WASHINGTON IRVING ...
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... dead , He took the candle in his hand and walked towards the bed ; His quivering lips gave token of the grief he'd fain con- ceal , And see , his wife has joined him the stricken couple kneel : With hearts bowed down by sadness , they ...
... dead , He took the candle in his hand and walked towards the bed ; His quivering lips gave token of the grief he'd fain con- ceal , And see , his wife has joined him the stricken couple kneel : With hearts bowed down by sadness , they ...
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... dead Will never come back to me . ALFRED TENNYSON . 25 BINGEN ON THE RHINE . A SOLDIER of the Legion lay dying in Algiers ; There was lack of woman's nursing , there was dearth of woman's tears ; But a comrade stood beside him , while ...
... dead Will never come back to me . ALFRED TENNYSON . 25 BINGEN ON THE RHINE . A SOLDIER of the Legion lay dying in Algiers ; There was lack of woman's nursing , there was dearth of woman's tears ; But a comrade stood beside him , while ...
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... dead and dying , were some grown old in wars , - The death - wound on their gallant breasts , the last of many scars ; And some were young , and suddenly beheld life's morn decline , - And one had come from Bingen , -fair Bingen on the ...
... dead and dying , were some grown old in wars , - The death - wound on their gallant breasts , the last of many scars ; And some were young , and suddenly beheld life's morn decline , - And one had come from Bingen , -fair Bingen on the ...
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... dead ! And the soft moon rose up slowly , and calmly she looked down On the red sand of the battle - field , with bloody corses strewn ; Yes , calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed to shine , As it shone on distant Bingen ...
... dead ! And the soft moon rose up slowly , and calmly she looked down On the red sand of the battle - field , with bloody corses strewn ; Yes , calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed to shine , As it shone on distant Bingen ...
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Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainment Arranged for the ... Robert McLean Cumnock Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainment Arranged for the ... Robert McLean Cumnock Visos knygos peržiūra - 1882 |
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