The Golden Word Book: A School Reader, Book 5
"This series ... introduces the pupil ... to the subject matter of morals, by means of fairy tale, myth, fable, allegory, parable, legend, stories of real life, of heroes and heroines, biography, and historical incident."--Preface.
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Abraham Abraham Lincoln answered arms asked battle Baucis Beaumains bees began Benares Billy Billy Bates boat brave Cæsar Caliph Captain cigarette Clampherdown Cogia Cordelia cried damsel Danube dear Emperor enemy eyes father fell fellow fight fire France Ganelon gave give goblin GOLDEN grade grenadiers ground guns hand heard heart hermit horse Hubert huckster Inchcape Inchcape Rock judge King Arthur king of Benares knew knights Kosala Lady Clare Lars Porsena Lincoln live Lochinvar looked Maggie Marshal Lannes never noble Noureddin old Relation Oliver once Palissy Philemon Philemon and Baucis pitcher poor pray Prince John prisoners queen Quicksilver Richard Ring Roland Saracens Serapis ship shot Sir Kay sisters smoke soon sound stood sword tell thee things thou thought told took trees turned Uncle Collins vessel voice wife young youth
Page 334 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 286 - Mr President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty?
Page 258 - Back darted Spurius Lartius; Herminius darted back: And, as they passed, beneath their feet They felt the timbers crack. But when they turned their faces, And on the farther shore Saw brave Horatius stand alone, They would have crossed once more.
Page 308 - At midnight, in the forest shades, Bozzaris ranged his Suliote band, True as the steel of their tried blades, Heroes in heart and hand.
Page 67 - The wind hath blown a gale all day; At evening it hath died away. On the deck the Rover takes his stand; So dark it is they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising Moon.
Page 338 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 288 - What terms shall we find which have not already been exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves longer. Sir, we have done everything that could be done to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned, we have remonstrated, we have supplicated, we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and parliament. Our petitions...
Page 309 - They fought— like brave men, long and well; They piled that ground with Moslem slain: They conquered— but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly, as to a night's repose. Like flowers at set of sun.
Page 90 - He does not love me for my birth, Nor for my lands so broad and fair; He loves me for my own true worth, And that is well,