Introduction to the English Reader; Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Calculated to Improve the Younger Classes of Learners, in Reading: And to Imbue Their Minds with the Love of Virtue, with Rules and Observations for Assisting Children to Read with Propriety ...George Sherman, 1814 - 216页 |
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... ev'ry course He took , still made her worse and worse . Mama observ'd the rising lass , By stealth retiring to the glass , To practise little airs unseen , In the true genius of thirteen : On this a deep design she laid To tame the ...
... ev'ry course He took , still made her worse and worse . Mama observ'd the rising lass , By stealth retiring to the glass , To practise little airs unseen , In the true genius of thirteen : On this a deep design she laid To tame the ...
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... ev'ry stain , She join'd her fellows on the plain ; And saw afar the stinking shore , But ne'er approach'd those dangers more . The shepherd bless'd the kind event , And view'd his flock with sweet content : To market next he shap'd his ...
... ev'ry stain , She join'd her fellows on the plain ; And saw afar the stinking shore , But ne'er approach'd those dangers more . The shepherd bless'd the kind event , And view'd his flock with sweet content : To market next he shap'd his ...
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... ev'ry hour , And make the most of ev'ry flow'r . Nimble from stalk to stalk she flies , And loads with yellow wax her thighs : With which the artist builds her comb , And keeps all tight and warm at home ; Or from the cowslip's golden ...
... ev'ry hour , And make the most of ev'ry flow'r . Nimble from stalk to stalk she flies , And loads with yellow wax her thighs : With which the artist builds her comb , And keeps all tight and warm at home ; Or from the cowslip's golden ...
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... ev'ry night ? Does not the ox obedient bow His patient neck , and draw the plough ? Or when did e'er the gen'rous steed Withhold his labour or his speed ? SECTION VI . COTTON . THE DOVE . REAS'NING at ev'ry step he treads , Man yet ...
... ev'ry night ? Does not the ox obedient bow His patient neck , and draw the plough ? Or when did e'er the gen'rous steed Withhold his labour or his speed ? SECTION VI . COTTON . THE DOVE . REAS'NING at ev'ry step he treads , Man yet ...
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... ev'ry seed , well sown on earth , Would yield full harvest in that awful day , When all arrears of labour shall be paid ; Each well - meant toil rewarded . " - Once perchance I found him busied near a murmʼring rill : To various little ...
... ev'ry seed , well sown on earth , Would yield full harvest in that awful day , When all arrears of labour shall be paid ; Each well - meant toil rewarded . " - Once perchance I found him busied near a murmʼring rill : To various little ...
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Arachne Aram ARTABANES BARBAULD beauty behold bless blest bosom bread breast brother brother crying CANUTE Catharina Chærecrates cheer creatures cries dear dirty country duty e'er earth endeavour Euphronius ev'ry eyes father faults favours fear flowers folly fortune fruit give gratitude hand happiness hast hear Heav'n heav'nly honour human insect kind king labour Lamb Lamprocles live Livonia look looking-glass Lord louis-d'or mankind mind molehill morning mother nature ne'er never night nosegay o'er OFFA parents passions peace PERCIVAL Perrin persons pismire pleasure poor pow'r praise pursue replied rest rich rill rise ROBBER SECTION III SECTION VII shar'd shine sing slaves sleep smile Socrates sorrows soul stranger stream sweet taught tears tempest tender thee thine thing thou thought Thracian thro thy heart tree universal song virtue voice whistle wings wisdom words young youth
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第167页 - Happy the man*, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
第103页 - I then came home and went whistling all over the house, much pleased with my whistle, but disturbing all the family. My brothers and sisters, and cousins, understanding the bargain...
第194页 - And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.
第153页 - Rest, little Young One, rest ; thou hast forgot the day When my Father found thee first in places far away ; Many flocks were on the hills, but thou wert own'd by none. And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone.
第187页 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. . What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul!
第195页 - Though they bloom and look gay like the rose; Yet all our fond care to preserve them is vain, Time kills them as fast as he goes. Then I'll not be proud of my youth or my beauty, Since both of them wither and fade; But gain a good name by well doing my duty, This will scent like a rose when I'm dead.
第168页 - Tis the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain, 'You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again.' As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides and his shoulders and his heavy head. 'A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
第175页 - BEHOLD, where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine ; The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 3...
第172页 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who tanght that heaven-directed spire to rise ? ' The Man of Ross,
第167页 - ... fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away. In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease, Together mixt; sweet recreation: And innocence, which most does please With meditation.