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Standard Selections: A Collection and Adaptation of Superior Productions from Best Authors for Use in Class Room and on the Platform

Standard Selections: A Collection and Adaptation of Superior Productions from Best Authors for Use in Class Room and on the Platform

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ISBN13: 9798182718493
Publisher: Brenaye Boks
Pages: 400
Weight: 1.17
Height: 0.82 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English

S tandard Selections by Fulton, Trueblood, and Trueblood is a collection of literary and oratory works compiled for use in educational settings, likely written in the early 20th century. This anthology is designed to provide students with a range of texts that showcase superior writing, eloquence, and diverse subjects suitable for reading aloud or public performance. The selections aim to enrich classroom experiences while promoting an appreciation for various authors and styles within the realm of literature. The opening of Standard Selections presents a preface that outlines the compilers' intentions in creating the collection. They emphasize the inclusion of both classic and lesser-known pieces that can withstand literary scrutiny while also being engaging and suitable for public performance. The selection ranges from narrative and descriptive works to dramatic scenes, ensuring a rich diversity in thought and emotion. The preface establishes the framework for what to expect in subsequent sections, highlighting the educational and entertainment values intended for readers and students alike.O n either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro' the field the road runs by To manytower'd Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willowswhiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiverThro' thewave that runs forever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls, and four gray towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle embowers The Lady of Shalott. By the margin, willow-veil'd Slide the heavy barges trail'd By slow horses; and unhail'd The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd Skimming down to Camelot. But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott? Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to tower'd Camelot: And by the moon the reaper weary Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers 'Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott.

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