The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsThomas Cowperthwait & Company, 1845 - 484 頁 |
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... Soul ... Addison . 347 123. Edward and Warwick 124. Custom of Whitewashing . 125. Same Subject , concluded .. 126. Recollections of Hannah More . 127. Same Subject , concluded 128. Female Accomplishments . 129. An Address to the Deity ...
... Soul ... Addison . 347 123. Edward and Warwick 124. Custom of Whitewashing . 125. Same Subject , concluded .. 126. Recollections of Hannah More . 127. Same Subject , concluded 128. Female Accomplishments . 129. An Address to the Deity ...
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... souls . In one moment , the beautiful web which has taken a life to weave , is unrolled under our eyes . A succession of lovely pictures is made , as if by magic , to pass before our minds ; our faculties are roused into the most ...
... souls . In one moment , the beautiful web which has taken a life to weave , is unrolled under our eyes . A succession of lovely pictures is made , as if by magic , to pass before our minds ; our faculties are roused into the most ...
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... souls expand beneath the rich rays of humour ; our taste is charmed by harmonious periods , well - chosen language , and musical intonation ; and all this is effected by so little a thing as the human tongue . But little as it is , it ...
... souls expand beneath the rich rays of humour ; our taste is charmed by harmonious periods , well - chosen language , and musical intonation ; and all this is effected by so little a thing as the human tongue . But little as it is , it ...
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... thee given , That teaches me to hymn my Maker's praise , And my faint soul from cares of earth to raise , To the pure joys of heaven . LESSON IV . EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION . - 0 : DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . 19 North American Indians.
... thee given , That teaches me to hymn my Maker's praise , And my faint soul from cares of earth to raise , To the pure joys of heaven . LESSON IV . EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION . - 0 : DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . 19 North American Indians.
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... soul , To whose white robe the gleam of bliss is given , And by the breath of mercy made to roll Right onward to the golden gates of heaven , Where to the eye of faith it peaceful lies , And tells to man his glorious destinies . The ...
... soul , To whose white robe the gleam of bliss is given , And by the breath of mercy made to roll Right onward to the golden gates of heaven , Where to the eye of faith it peaceful lies , And tells to man his glorious destinies . The ...
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第 179 頁 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers. And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
第 78 頁 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power. In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard ; Then wore his monarch's...
第 393 頁 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing...
第 77 頁 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free. And many a tyrant since : their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
第 260 頁 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
第 170 頁 - Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
第 121 頁 - T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face; For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae!
第 158 頁 - Motionless torrents, silent cataracts, Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
第 448 頁 - What constitutes a state ? Not high-raised battlement or labored mound, Thick wall or moated gate ; Not cities proud, with spires and turrets crowned ; Not bays and broad-armed ports, Where, laughing at the storm, rich navies ride ; Not starred and spangled courts, Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No: MEN, high-minded MEN...
第 168 頁 - Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who, having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation ? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth ; to know the worst, and to provide for it.