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 |
在该图书中搜索
共有 23 个结果,这是第 1-5 个
第36页
... turn to the hive : but he found him surfeited in sweets , which he was as unable to leave as to enjoy . Clogged in his wings , enfeebled in his feet , and his whole frame totally enervated , he was but just able to bid his friend adieu ...
... turn to the hive : but he found him surfeited in sweets , which he was as unable to leave as to enjoy . Clogged in his wings , enfeebled in his feet , and his whole frame totally enervated , he was but just able to bid his friend adieu ...
第50页
... turning again to take another lock at the first speaker . She beheld her still offering her presents with so bewitching an air , that she felt it scarcely pos- sible to resist ; when , by a lucky accident , the mask with which ...
... turning again to take another lock at the first speaker . She beheld her still offering her presents with so bewitching an air , that she felt it scarcely pos- sible to resist ; when , by a lucky accident , the mask with which ...
第67页
... turns not evil ; he hates not even his enemies ' ; but re- quites their injustice with friendly admonition . The griefs and anxieties of men excite his compassion : he endeavours to alleviate the weight of their misfortunes ; and the ...
... turns not evil ; he hates not even his enemies ' ; but re- quites their injustice with friendly admonition . The griefs and anxieties of men excite his compassion : he endeavours to alleviate the weight of their misfortunes ; and the ...
第70页
... turn it into en- tertainment , by changing the most odious railing into a pleasant railery . Thus Melissa , like the bee , gathers honey from every weed ; while Arachne , like the spi- der , sucks poison from the fairest flowers . The ...
... turn it into en- tertainment , by changing the most odious railing into a pleasant railery . Thus Melissa , like the bee , gathers honey from every weed ; while Arachne , like the spi- der , sucks poison from the fairest flowers . The ...
第72页
... turns to ice . If he were to strike you with his cold hand , you would be quite stiff and dead , like a piece of marble . Youths and maidens , do you see him ? He is coming fast upon us , and soon he will be here . Tell me , if you know ...
... turns to ice . If he were to strike you with his cold hand , you would be quite stiff and dead , like a piece of marble . Youths and maidens , do you see him ? He is coming fast upon us , and soon he will be here . Tell me , if you know ...
目录
104 | |
139 | |
145 | |
149 | |
159 | |
161 | |
162 | |
164 | |
165 | |
166 | |
169 | |
170 | |
171 | |
172 | |
173 | |
174 | |
175 | |
177 | |
179 | |
180 | |
181 | |
193 | |
194 | |
195 | |
196 | |
197 | |
199 | |
200 | |
201 | |
202 | |
203 | |
204 | |
205 | |
206 | |
207 | |
208 | |
210 | |
211 | |
212 | |
214 | |
216 | |
218 | |
其他版本 - 查看全部
常见术语和短语
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
热门引用章节
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.