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The Deserted Village
The Deserted Village

Chapter I

Chapter 1 of The Deserted Village is here in full — 75 sentences across 15 reading sections, with audio for every sentence and word.

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New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."
Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.
Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.
Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.
{007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.
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The Deserted Village

Chapter I

Chapter 1 of The Deserted Village is here in full — 75 sentences across 15 reading sections, with audio for every sentence and word.

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New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."
/nuː jɔːrk diː ˈæpəltən ənd koʊ ˈbrɔːdweɪ ðə ˌɪləˈstreɪʃənz ɪn ðɪs ˈvɑːljuːm ɑːr ˈkɑːpid wɪð pərˈmɪʃən frʌm ə ˈsɪriz ʌv ˈetʃɪŋz ˈpʌblɪʃt sʌm jɪrz sɪns baɪ ðə ˈetʃɪŋ klʌb/
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Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.
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Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.
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Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.
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{007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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Appleton noun US /ˈæpəltən/

English physicist remembered for his studies of the ionosphere (1892-1966)

From this reading “New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."”

CMU Pronouncing Dictionary · Princeton WordNet 3.1
Etching noun US /ˈetʃɪŋ/

an impression made from an etched plate

From this reading “New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."”

CMU Pronouncing Dictionary · Princeton WordNet 3.1
Etchings noun US /ˈetʃɪŋz/

plural of “etching” — an impression made from an etched plate

From this reading “New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."”

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hawthorn noun US /ˈhɔːθɔːrn/

a spring-flowering shrub or small tree of the genus Crataegus

From this reading “Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.”

CMU Pronouncing Dictionary · Princeton WordNet 3.1
preacher's noun US /ˈpriːtʃərz/

possessive form of “preacher” — someone whose occupation is preaching the gospel

From this reading “Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.”

CMU Pronouncing Dictionary · Princeton WordNet 3.1
spurn verb US /spɜːrn/

reject with contempt

From this reading “Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.”

CMU Pronouncing Dictionary · Princeton WordNet 3.1
unattainable adjective US /ˌʌnəˈteɪnəbəl/

impossible to achieve

From this reading “Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.”

CMU Pronouncing Dictionary · Princeton WordNet 3.1
vengeful adjective US /ˈvendʒfəl/

disposed to seek revenge or intended for revenge

From this reading “Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.”

CMU Pronouncing Dictionary · Princeton WordNet 3.1

Word partnerships in these lines

English keeps certain words together, and knowing the pair is worth more than knowing each word alone. Every partnership below was counted across our whole published library, and earns its place by appearing far more often than two unrelated words of the same frequency would.

Shown as this reading writes them, with the form the library counts, what kind of pairing it is, and how often it occurs.

DESERTED VILLAGE adjective + noun

In this reading “{007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.”

421 times in 426,212 chapters
Beside the bed preposition + article + noun counted as “beside … bed”

In this reading “Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.”

1,630 times in 426,212 chapters
different methods adjective + noun counted as “different method”

In this reading “Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.”

220 times in 426,212 chapters
with glee preposition + noun

In this reading “Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.”

1,107 times in 426,212 chapters
some years adjective + noun

In this reading “New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."”

11,043 times in 426,212 chapters
Great care adjective + noun

more attention and consideration than is normally bestowed by prudent persons

In this reading “Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.”

3,593 times in 426,212 chapters
from school preposition + noun

In this reading “Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.”

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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adeterminerUS /ə/

used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

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AlladjectiveUS /ɔːl/

(quantifier) used with either mass or count nouns to indicate the whole number or amount of or every one of a class

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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allowverbUS /əˈlaʊ/

make it possible through a specific action or lack of action for something to happen

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AmidstprepositionUS /əˈmɪdst/

in the middle of; surrounded by

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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AndconjunctionUS /ənd/

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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AppletonnounUS /ˈæpəltən/

English physicist remembered for his studies of the ionosphere (1892-1966)

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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areauxiliary verbUS /ɑːr/

the form of “be” used with you, we, they, or a plural noun

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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arguingnounUS /ˈɑːrɡjuːɪŋ/

a contentious speech act; a dispute where there is strong disagreement

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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asconjunctionUS /æz/

at the same time that; because; in the way that

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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AuburnadjectiveUS /ˈɑːbərn/

(of hair) colored a moderate reddish-brown

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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bednounUS /bed/

a piece of furniture that provides a place to sleep

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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beenauxiliary verbUS /bɪn/

the past participle of “be”

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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BesideprepositionUS /bɪˈsaɪd/

next to; at the side of

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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billowsnounUS /ˈbɪloʊz/

plural of “billow” — a large sea wave

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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bitternnoun

relatively small compact tawny-brown heron with nocturnal habits and a booming cry; found in marshes

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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bloomsnounUS /bluːmz/

plural of “bloom” — the organic process of bearing flowers

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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Bolton

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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booknounUS /bʊk/

a written work or composition that has been published (printed on pages bound together)

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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book-learn'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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BroadwaynounUS /ˈbrɔːdweɪ/

a street in Manhattan that passes through Times Square; famous for its theaters

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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brooknounUS /brʊk/

a natural stream of water smaller than a river (and often a tributary of a river)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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brookt

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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brownnounUS /braʊn/

an orange of low brightness and saturation

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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bushnounUS /bʊʃ/

a low woody perennial plant usually having several major stems

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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busyadjectiveUS /ˈbɪzi/

actively or fully engaged or occupied

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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butconjunctionUS /bʌt/

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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byprepositionUS /baɪ/

showing who or what does the action

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CnounUS /siː/

a degree on the centigrade scale of temperature

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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carenounUS /ker/

the work of providing treatment for or attending to someone or something

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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cheer'd

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From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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chid

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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childrennounUS /ˈtʃɪldrən/

plural of “child” — a young person of either sex

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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ClubnounUS /klʌb/

a team of professional baseball players who play and travel together

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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ConounUS /koʊ/

an odorless very poisonous gas that is a product of incomplete combustion of carbon

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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common's

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Convey'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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coolingnounUS /ˈkuːlɪŋ/

the process of becoming cooler; a falling temperature

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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CoopernounUS /ˈkuːpər/

United States industrialist who built the first American locomotive; founded Cooper Union in New York City to offer free courses in the arts and sciences (1791-1883)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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CopeverbUS /koʊp/

succeed in doing, achieving, or producing (something) with the limited or inadequate means available

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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copiedverbUS /ˈkɑːpid/

inflected form of “copy” — copy down as is

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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copper-plates

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From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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Creswick

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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crutchnounUS /krʌtʃ/

a wooden or metal staff that fits under the armpit and reaches to the ground; used by disabled person while walking

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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DnounUS /diː/

a fat-soluble vitamin that prevents rickets

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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delay'd

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From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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departingverbUS /dɪˈpɑːrtɪŋ/

-ing form of “depart” — move away from a place into another direction

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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DESERTEDadjectiveUS /dɪˈzɜːrtɪd/

forsaken by owner or inhabitants

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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destroyedadjectiveUS /dɪˈstrɔɪd/

spoiled or ruined or demolished

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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differentadjectiveUS /ˈdɪfərənt/

unlike in nature or quality or form or degree

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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dismaladjectiveUS /ˈdɪzməl/

causing dejection

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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DownadjectiveUS /daʊn/

being or moving lower in position or less in some value

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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DrawnadjectiveUS /drɔːn/

showing the wearing effects of overwork or care or suffering

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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EnounUS /iː/

a fat-soluble vitamin that is essential for normal reproduction; an important antioxidant that neutralizes free radicals in the body

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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earliestadjectiveUS /ˈɜːrliəst/

(comparative and superlative of “early”) more early than; most early

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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engravedadjectiveUS /ɪnˈɡreɪvd/

cut or impressed into a surface

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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engravingnounUS /ɪnˈɡreɪvɪŋ/

a print made from an engraving

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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EtchingnounUS /ˈetʃɪŋ/

an impression made from an etched plate

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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EtchingsnounUS /ˈetʃɪŋz/

plural of “etching” — an impression made from an etched plate

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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exceptprepositionUS /ɪkˈsept/

apart from; not including

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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expensiveadjectiveUS /ɪkˈspensɪv/

high in price or charging high prices

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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FnounUS /ef/

a degree on the Fahrenheit scale of temperature

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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faminenounUS /ˈfæmən/

an acute insufficiency

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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faradverbUS /fɑːr/

to a considerable degree; very much

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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femaleadjectiveUS /ˈfiːmeɪl/

being the sex (of plant or animal) that produces fertilizable gametes (ova) from which offspring develop

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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fenceless

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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fewadjectiveUS /fjuː/

a quantifier that can be used with count nouns and is often preceded by “a”; a small but indefinite number

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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fieldsnounUS /fiːldz/

United States comedian and film actor (1880-1946)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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firstadjectiveUS /fɜːrst/

preceding all others in time or space or degree

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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formnounUS /fɔːrm/

the phonological or orthographic sound or appearance of a word that can be used to describe or identify something

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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fromprepositionUS /frʌm/

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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frown'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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FulladjectiveUS /fʊl/

containing as much or as many as is possible or normal

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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galenounUS /ɡeɪl/

a strong wind moving 45-90 knots; force 7 to 10 on Beaufort scale

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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gentlyadverbUS /ˈdʒentli/

in a gradual manner

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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glanceverbUS /ɡlæns/

throw a glance at; take a brief look at

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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gleenounUS /ɡliː/

great merriment

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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goverbUS /ɡoʊ/

change location; move, travel, or proceed, also metaphorically

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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goodadjectiveUS /ɡʊd/

having desirable or positive qualities especially those suitable for a thing specified

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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gownnounUS /ɡaʊn/

a woman's dress, usually with a close-fitting bodice and a long flared skirt, often worn on formal occasions

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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grassy-vested

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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GreatadjectiveUS /ɡreɪt/

relatively large in size or number or extent; larger than others of its kind

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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greennounUS /ɡriːn/

green color or pigment; resembling the color of growing grass

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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guardsnounUS /ɡɑːrdz/

plural of “guard” — a person who keeps watch over something or someone

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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HnounUS /eɪtʃ/

a nonmetallic univalent element that is normally a colorless and odorless highly flammable diatomic gas; the simplest and lightest and most abundant element in the universe

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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harenounUS /her/

swift timid long-eared mammal larger than a rabbit having a divided upper lip and long hind legs; young born furred and with open eyes

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Harral

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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hasauxiliary verbUS /hæz/

the form of “have” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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hawthornnounUS /ˈhɔːθɔːrn/

a spring-flowering shrub or small tree of the genus Crataegus

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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HepronounUS /hiː/

a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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headnounUS /hed/

the upper part of the human body or the front part of the body in animals; contains the face and brains

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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healthnounUS /helθ/

a healthy state of wellbeing free from disease

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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herdeterminerUS /hɜːr/

belonging to a woman, girl, or female animal already mentioned

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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highadjectiveUS /haɪ/

greater than normal in degree or intensity or amount

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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hisdeterminerUS /hɪz/

belonging to a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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hollowadjectiveUS /ˈhɑːloʊ/

not solid; having a space or gap or cavity

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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HoracenounUS /ˈhɔːrəs/

Roman lyric poet said to have influenced English poetry (65-8 BC)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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hornsnounUS /hɔːrnz/

plural of “horn” — a noisemaker (as at parties or games) that makes a loud noise when you blow through it

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Horsley

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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houndsnounUS /haʊndz/

plural of “hound” — any of several breeds of dog used for hunting typically having large drooping ears

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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houseless

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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husbandnounUS /ˈhʌzbənd/

a married man; a woman's partner in marriage

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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IfconjunctionUS /ɪf/

on condition that; in the event that

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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IllustrationsnounUS /ˌɪləˈstreɪʃənz/

plural of “illustration” — artwork that helps make something clear or attractive

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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imploringadjectiveUS /ˌɪmˈplɔːrɪŋ/

begging

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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impressionsnounUS /ˌɪmˈpreʃənz/

plural of “impression” — a vague idea in which some confidence is placed

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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inprepositionUS /ɪn/

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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itsdeterminerUS /ɪts/

belonging to the thing or animal already mentioned

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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JnounUS /dʒeɪ/

a unit of electrical energy equal to the work done when a current of one ampere passes through a resistance of one ohm for one second

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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JamesnounUS /dʒeɪmz/

a Stuart king of Scotland who married a daughter of Henry VII; when England and France went to war in 1513 he invaded England and died in defeat at Flodden (1473-1513)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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JohnsonnounUS /ˈdʒɑːnsən/

English writer and lexicographer (1709-1784)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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KnounUS /keɪ/

the basic unit of thermodynamic temperature adopted under the Systeme International d'Unites

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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kinderadjectiveUS /ˈkaɪndər/

comparative of “kind” — having or showing a tender and considerate and helpful nature; used especially of persons and their behavior

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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labouringadjective

doing arduous or unpleasant work

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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laidadjectiveUS /leɪd/

set down according to a plan

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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laugh'd

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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leftnounUS /left/

location near or direction toward the left side; i.e. the side to the north when a person or object faces east

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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lendverbUS /lend/

bestow a quality on

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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letauxiliary verbUS /let/

used to make a suggestion or a command including the speaker

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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liesnounUS /laɪz/

plural of “lie” — a statement that deviates from or perverts the truth

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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lifenounUS /laɪf/

a characteristic state or mode of living

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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liftsnounUS /lɪfts/

plural of “lift” — the act of giving temporary assistance

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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likeverbUS /laɪk/

prefer or wish to do something

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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limitnounUS /ˈlɪmət/

the greatest possible degree of something

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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lingeringnounUS /ˈlɪŋɡərɪŋ/

the act of tarrying

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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littleadjectiveUS /ˈlɪtəl/

limited or below average in number or quantity or magnitude or extent

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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loadsnounUS /loʊdz/

a large number or amount

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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longadjectiveUS /lɔːŋ/

primarily temporal sense; being or indicating a relatively great or greater than average duration or passage of time or a duration as specified

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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looksnounUS /lʊks/

plural of “look” — the feelings expressed on a person's face

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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looseadjectiveUS /luːs/

not compact or dense in structure or arrangement

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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loveliest

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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man'snounUS /mænz/

possessive form of “man” — an adult person who is male (as opposed to a woman)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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mansionnounUS /ˈmænʃən/

(astrology) one of 12 equal areas into which the zodiac is divided

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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masqueradeverbUS /ˌmæskərˈeɪd/

take part in a masquerade

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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masternounUS /ˈmæstər/

an artist of consummate skill

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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matron's

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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methodsnounUS /ˈmeθədz/

plural of “method” — a way of doing something, especially a systematic way; implies an orderly logical arrangement (usually in steps)

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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midnightnounUS /ˈmɪdnaɪt/

12 o'clock at night; the middle of the night

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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milagenoun

distance measured in miles

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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millverbUS /mɪl/

move about in a confused manner

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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modestadjectiveUS /ˈmɑːdəst/

marked by simplicity; having a humble opinion of yourself

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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mydeterminerUS /maɪ/

belonging to the person speaking

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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NearadverbUS /nɪr/

near in time or place or relationship

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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nestnounUS /nest/

a structure in which animals lay eggs or give birth to their young

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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never-failing

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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NewadjectiveUS /nuː/

not of long duration; having just (or relatively recently) come into being or been made or acquired or discovered

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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ofprepositionUS /ʌv/

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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oldadjectiveUS /oʊld/

(used especially of persons) having lived for a relatively long time or attained a specific age

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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onprepositionUS /ɑːn/

touching and supported by a surface

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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OnlyadverbUS /ˈoʊnli/

and nothing more

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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OrconjunctionUS /ɔːr/

used to join alternatives or possibilities

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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orenounUS /ɔːr/

a mineral that contains metal that is valuable enough to be mined

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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originaladjectiveUS /ərˈɪdʒənəl/

preceding all others in time or being as first made or performed

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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own'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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paidadjectiveUS /peɪd/

marked by the reception of pay

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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painnounUS /peɪn/

a symptom of some physical hurt or disorder

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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parsonnounUS /ˈpɑːrsən/

a person authorized to conduct religious worship

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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partingnounUS /ˈpɑːrtɪŋ/

the act of departing politely

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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permissionnounUS /pərˈmɪʃən/

approval to do something

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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plainadjectiveUS /pleɪn/

clearly revealed to the mind or the senses or judgment

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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playfuladjectiveUS /ˈpleɪfəl/

full of fun and high spirits

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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plentynounUS /ˈplenti/

a full supply

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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pluck'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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polaradjectiveUS /ˈpoʊlər/

having a pair of equal and opposite charges

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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pompnounUS /pɑːmp/

cheap or pretentious or vain display

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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pooradjectiveUS /puːr/

deserving or inciting pity

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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preacher'snounUS /ˈpriːtʃərz/

possessive form of “preacher” — someone whose occupation is preaching the gospel

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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preparedadjectiveUS /priˈperd/

made ready or fit or suitable beforehand

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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presentverbUS /ˈprezənt/

give an exhibition of to an interested audience

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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printedverbUS /ˈprɪntɪd/

past form of “print” — put into print

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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profoundadjectiveUS /proʊˈfaʊnd/

showing intellectual penetration or emotional depth

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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ProudadjectiveUS /praʊd/

feeling self-respect or pleasure in something by which you measure your self-worth; or being a reason for pride

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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publishedadjectiveUS /ˈpʌblɪʃt/

prepared and printed for distribution and sale

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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pursueverbUS /pərˈsuː/

carry out or participate in an activity; be involved in

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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RnounUS /ɑːr/

a unit of radiation exposure; the dose of ionizing radiation that will produce 1 electrostatic unit of electricity in 1 cc of dry air

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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rattlingnounUS /ˈrætlɪŋ/

a rapid series of short loud sounds (as might be heard with a stethoscope in some types of respiratory disorders)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Redgrave

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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reliefnounUS /rɪˈliːf/

the feeling that comes when something burdensome is removed or reduced

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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relievedadjectiveUS /rɪˈliːvd/

(of pain or sorrow) made easier to bear

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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renderverbUS /ˈrendər/

cause to become

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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reproveverb

take to task

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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resignationnounUS /ˌrezəɡˈneɪʃən/

acceptance of despair

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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resistverbUS /rɪˈzɪst/

elude, especially in a baffling way

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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robesnounUS /roʊbz/

plural of “robe” — any loose flowing garment

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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rocksnounUS /rɑːks/

plural of “rock” — a lump or mass of hard consolidated mineral matter

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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rosenounUS /roʊz/

any of many shrubs of the genus Rosa that bear roses

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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sailverbUS /seɪl/

traverse or travel on (a body of water)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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schoolnounUS /skuːl/

an educational institution

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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sealsnounUS /siːlz/

plural of “seal” — fastener consisting of a resinous composition that is plastic when warm; used for sealing documents and parcels and letters

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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seekverbUS /siːk/

try to get or reach

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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seriesnounUS /ˈsɪriz/

similar things placed in order or happening one after another

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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shadenounUS /ʃeɪd/

relative darkness caused by light rays being intercepted by an opaque body

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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shareverbUS /ʃer/

have in common

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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ShepronounUS /ʃiː/

a woman, girl, or female animal already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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shorenounUS /ʃɔːr/

the land along the edge of a body of water

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Shoulder'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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showverbUS /ʃoʊ/

give an exhibition of to an interested audience

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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show'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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sinceprepositionUS /sɪns/

from a time in the past until now

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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sireverbUS /ˈsaɪər/

make (offspring) by reproduction

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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skillnounUS /skɪl/

an ability that has been acquired by training

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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skynounUS /skaɪ/

the atmosphere and outer space as viewed from the earth

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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slopesnounUS /sloʊps/

plural of “slope” — an elevated geological formation

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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smileverbUS /smaɪl/

change one's facial expression by spreading the lips, often to signal pleasure

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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smilingnounUS /ˈsmaɪlɪŋ/

a facial expression characterized by turning up the corners of the mouth; usually shows pleasure or amusement

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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snakenounUS /sneɪk/

limbless scaly elongate reptile; some are venomous

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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snownounUS /snoʊ/

precipitation falling from clouds in the form of ice crystals

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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solitaryadjectiveUS /ˈsɑːləteri/

characterized by or preferring solitude

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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someadjectiveUS /sʌm/

(quantifier) used with either mass nouns or plural count nouns to indicate an unspecified number or quantity

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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soundingadjectiveUS /ˈsaʊndɪŋ/

appearing to be as specified; usually used as combining forms

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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spreadsnounUS /spredz/

plural of “spread” — process or result of distributing or extending over a wide expanse of space

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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springnounUS /sprɪŋ/

the season of growth

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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spurnverbUS /spɜːrn/

reject with contempt

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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statesmennounUS /ˈsteɪtsmɪn/

plural of “statesman” — a man who is a respected leader in national or international affairs

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Stonhouse

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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stray'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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stroveverbUS /stroʊv/

inflected form of “strive” — attempt by employing effort

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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summer'snounUS /ˈsʌmərz/

possessive form of “summer” — the warmest season of the year; in the northern hemisphere it extends from the summer solstice to the autumnal equinox

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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swainnounUS /sweɪn/

a man who is the lover of a man or woman

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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swains

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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SweetadjectiveUS /swiːt/

having or denoting the characteristic taste of sugar

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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swellsnounUS /swelz/

plural of “swell” — the undulating movement of the surface of the open sea

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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TnounUS /tiː/

a base found in DNA (but not in RNA) and derived from pyrimidine; pairs with adenine

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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takenadjectiveUS /ˈteɪkən/

understood in a certain way; made sense of

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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taughtverbUS /tɔːt/

inflected form of “teach” — impart skills or knowledge to

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Tayler

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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terrorsnounUS /ˈterərz/

plural of “terror” — an overwhelming feeling of fear and anxiety

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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thatconjunctionUS /ðæt/

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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ThedeterminerUS /ðə/

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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theirdeterminerUS /ðer/

belonging to the people or things already mentioned

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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ThesedeterminerUS /ðiːz/

the plural of “this”: the people or things near, or just mentioned

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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theypronounUS /ðeɪ/

the people, animals, or things already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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thingnounUS /θɪŋ/

a special situation

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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thisdeterminerUS /ðɪs/

used for a person or thing that is near, or that has just been mentioned

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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ThomasnounUS /ˈtɑːməs/

United States clockmaker who introduced mass production (1785-1859)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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thornnounUS /θɔːrn/

something that causes irritation and annoyance

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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tidenounUS /taɪd/

the periodic rise and fall of the sea level under the gravitational pull of the moon

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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tidingsnounUS /ˈtaɪdɪŋz/

information about recent and important events

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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toparticleUS /tuː/

used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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tooadverbUS /tuː/

to a degree exceeding normal or proper limits

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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TownsendnounUS /ˈtaʊnzənd/

United States social reformer who proposed an old-age pension sponsored by the federal government; his plan was a precursor to Social Security (1867-1960)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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unattainableadjectiveUS /ˌʌnəˈteɪnəbəl/

impossible to achieve

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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vengefuladjectiveUS /ˈvendʒfəl/

disposed to seek revenge or intended for revenge

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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veryadjectiveUS /ˈveri/

precisely as stated

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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vesselnounUS /ˈvesəl/

a tube in which a body fluid circulates

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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villagenounUS /ˈvɪlədʒ/

a community of people smaller than a town

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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visitverbUS /ˈvɪzɪt/

go to see a place, as for entertainment

From this reading {007} THE DESERTED VILLAGE Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheer'd the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delay'd.

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VolumenounUS /ˈvɑːljuːm/

the amount of 3-dimensional space occupied by an object

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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WnounUS /ˈdʌbəljuː/

a heavy grey-white metallic element; the pure form is used mainly in electrical applications; it is found in several ores including wolframite and scheelite

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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wanderingsnounUS /ˈwɑːndərɪŋz/

plural of “wandering” — travelling about without any clear destination

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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wasauxiliary verbUS /wɑːz/

the past form of “be” used with I, he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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waynounUS /weɪ/

how something is done or how it happens

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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WebsternounUS /ˈwebstər/

English playwright (1580-1625)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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welladverbUS /wel/

(often used as a combining form) in a good or proper or satisfactory manner or to a high standard (“good” is a nonstandard dialectal variant for “well”)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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wereauxiliary verbUS /wɜːr/

the past form of “be” used with you, we, they, or a plural noun

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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wheelverbUS /wiːl/

change directions as if revolving on a pivot

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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whenconjunctionUS /wen/

at the time that

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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whereconjunctionUS /wer/

in or at the place that

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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WhileconjunctionUS /waɪl/

during the time that

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

Velmora grammar entry · CMU Pronouncing Dictionary
WhilstconjunctionUS /waɪlst/

an old and formal word for “while”

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

Velmora grammar entry · CMU Pronouncing Dictionary
whompronounUS /huːm/

the form of “who” used as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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widow'd

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From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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willmodal verbUS /wɪl/

used to talk about the future, or about willingness

From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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winternounUS /ˈwɪntər/

the coldest season of the year; in the northern hemisphere it extends from the winter solstice to the vernal equinox

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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withprepositionUS /wɪð/

in the company of; together with

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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wonnounUS /wʌn/

the basic unit of money in South Korea

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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woodnounUS /wʊd/

the hard fibrous lignified substance under the bark of trees

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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Wood-blocks

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From this reading Great care has been taken to render the present Wood-blocks as like the original Etchings as the different methods of engraving will allow.

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workverbUS /wɜːrk/

exert oneself by doing mental or physical work for a purpose or out of necessity

From this reading Only a few impressions of that work were printed, the copper-plates were destroyed, and the book, except in a very expensive form, has long been unattainable.

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worldnounUS /wɜːrld/

everything that exists anywhere

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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wouldmodal verbUS /wʊd/

used for something imagined, polite, or habitual in the past

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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wrapsnounUS /ræps/

plural of “wrap” — cloak that is folded or wrapped around a person

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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yearsnounUS /jɪrz/

a late time of life

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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yonadjectiveUS /jɑːn/

distant but within sight (“yon” is dialectal)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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yonderadjectiveUS /ˈjɑːndər/

distant but within sight (“yon” is dialectal)

From this reading Sweet Auburn! loveliest milage of the plain...T. Creswick, R.A....007 The never-failing brook, the busy mill........T. Creswick, R.A....008 The hawthorn bush, with seals in shade........C. W. Cope, R.A.....009 The matron's glance that would reprove........H. J. Townsend......010 The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest...F. Tayler...........012 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore.....C. Stonhouse........014 Amidst the swains show my book-learn'd skill..J. C. Horsley.......015 And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue..F. Tayler...........016 To spurn imploring famine from the gale.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....017 While resignation gently slopes the way.......T. Creswick, R.A....018 The playful children let loose from school....T. Webster, R.A.....019 All but yon widow'd solitary thing............F. Tayler...........020 The village preacher's modest mansion rose....T. Creswick, R.A....021 He chid their wanderings; relieved pain.......C. W. Cope, R.A.....022 Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd fields won..C. W. Cope, R.A.....023 Beside the bed where parting life was laid....R. Redgrave, R.A....025 And pluck'd his gown, share the man's smile...J. C. Horsley.......026 The village master taught his little school...T. Webster, R.A.....027 Full well they laugh'd with glee..............T. Webster, R.A.....028 Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd...T. Webster, R.A.....028 In arguing too the parson own'd his skill.....C. W. Cope, R.A.....029 Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head high...T. Creswick, R.A....030 Where village statesmen with looks profound...F. Tayler...........031 But the long pomp, the midnight masquerade....J. C. Horsley.......033 Proud swells the tide with loads of ore.......T. Creswick, R.A....034 If to some common's fenceless limit stray'd...C. Stonhouse........036 Where the poor houseless female lies..........J. C. Horsley.......037 She left her wheel and robes of brown.........J. C. Horsley.......038 The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake....T. Creswick, R.A....040 The cooling brookt the grassy-vested green....T. Creswick, R.A....041 The good old sire the first prepared to go....C. W. Cope, R.A.....042 Whilst her husband strove to lend relief......R. Redgrave, R.A....043 Down where yon vessel spreads the sail........T. Creswick, R.A....044 Or winter wraps the polar world in snow.......T. Creswick, R.A....045 As rocks resist the billows aNd the sky.......T. Creswick, R.A....046 Drawn on wood, from the original Etchings, by E. K. Johnson, and engraved by Horace Harral, Thomas Bolton, and James Cooper.

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YorknounUS /jɔːrk/

the English royal house (a branch of the Plantagenet line) that reigned from 1461 to 1485; its emblem was a white rose

From this reading New York: D. Appleton And Co. Broadway The Illustrations in this Volume are copied, with permission, from a series of Etchings published some years since by the "Etching Club."

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Yes. All 75 sentences of Project Gutenberg eBook #50500 are kept, with a record of which sentences cover which part.

Which edition of The Deserted Village is used?

Project Gutenberg eBook #50500, unabridged. The Project Gutenberg header, footer and licence are removed.

How long does The Deserted Village take to read?

About 6 minutes of reading across 15 sections of 5 sentences each, at an unhurried pace.

How to read The Deserted Village section by section

How to work through The Deserted Village section by section, using the audio and the tap-to-define vocabulary.

  1. Open a chapter

    Choose one of the 1 chapters of The Deserted Village to begin.

  2. Read one section

    Each section holds 5 sentences; read it once through.

  3. Listen and tap

    Play the section aloud, then tap any unfamiliar word for its entry.

Vocabulary met early in The Deserted Village

Words and structures a reader meets early in The Deserted Village, each tappable for pronunciation and meaning.

Appleton
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Broadway
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Illustrations
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Volume
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