Geikie's school books. 1st (-6th) reading book, Svazek 3

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Strana 215 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Strana 214 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, "When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Strana 200 - His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?
Strana 85 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Strana 200 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, — When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her.
Strana 215 - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow; And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn ; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
Strana 144 - Tis the voice of the Sluggard : I heard him complain, 'You have waked me too soon ! I must slumber again!" As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. ' A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
Strana 185 - Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, "I have no pleasure in them...
Strana 85 - A fair little girl sat under a tree, Sewing as long as her eyes could see; Then smoothed her work and folded it right And said, "Dear work, good-night, good-night!' Such a number of rooks came over her head, Crying "Caw! Caw!
Strana 40 - Little white snowdrop, I pray you, arise; Bright yellow crocus, come, open your eyes; Sweet little violets hid from the cold, Put on your .mantles of purple and gold: Daffodils, daffodils! say, do you hear? Summer is coming, and spring-time is here!

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