Day Dreams of a Schoolmaster

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Edmonston and Douglas, 1864 - 328 páginas
 

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Página 150 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: ! The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. Tt may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much...
Página 150 - Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Página 148 - And bore him to a chapel nigh the field, A broken chancel with a broken cross, That stood on a dark strait of barren land : On one side...
Página 156 - Artemidora sigh'd, and would have prest The hand now pressing hers, but was too weak. Iris stood over her dark hair unseen While thus Elpenor spake. He lookt into Eyes that had given light and life erewhile To those above them, but now dim with tears And wakefulness. Again he spake of joy Eternal. At that word, that sad word, joy, Faithful and fond her bosom heaved once more : Her head fell back : and now a loud deep sob Swell'd thro' the darken'd chamber ; 'twas not hers.
Página 122 - And once upon a time, reader — a long, long while ago — I knew a schoolmaster, and that schoolmaster had a wife. And she was young, and fair, and learned ; like that princess-pupil of old Ascham ; fair and learned as Sydney's sister, Pembroke's mother. And her voice was ever soft, gentle, and low, reader — an excellent thing in woman. And her fingers were quick at needlework, and nimble in all a housewife's cunning. And she could draw sweet music from the ivory board ; and sweeter, stranger...
Página 4 - Gender. Were they fish, flesh or fowl? Would the breed be ever extinct? Under certain desperate circumstances a participle and a noun together were bound hand and foot, and put into the Ablative Absolute. What had they done to be treated in a manner thus peremptory, unreasonable, crotchety? Did they ever get out after being once put in ? Then there were gerunds in Di, Do, and Dum. How they recalled to us the old Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum, and the smell of English blood I And supines in Um and U.
Página 156 - Artemidora ! Gods invisible, While thou art lying faint along the couch, Have tied the sandal to thy veined feet, And stand beside thee, ready to convey Thy weary steps where other rivers flow. Refreshing shades will waft thy weariness Away, and voices like thine own come nigh, Soliciting, nor vainly, thy embrace.

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